Little Willie, full of glee,
Put radium in grandma’s tea.
Now he thinks it quite a lark
To see her shining in the dark.
        ~Anonymous

Little Willie with a thirst for gore,
Nailed his sister to the door
His mother said with humor quaint
Willie, dear, don’t scratch the paint.
~Anonymous

Little Willie with a shout,
Gouged the baby’s eyeballs out;
Stamped on them to make them pop.
Mother cried, “Now, William, stop!”
~Anonymous

Willie poisoned his father’s tea;
Father died in agony.
Mother came, and looked quite vexed:
“Really, Will,” she said, “what next?!”
~Anonymous

Willie, I regret to state,
Cut his sister up for bait.
We miss her when it’s time to dine,
But Willie’s fish taste simply fine.
~Anonymous

Willie’s cute as cute can be.
Beneath his brother, only three,
He lit a stick of dynamite.
Now brother’s simply out of sight.
~Anonymous