It’s time for some really bad poetry again! This time, Chelsea Ann Owens has given us “Little Willie” as the prompt.


Little Willie turned eighteen

so his father bought him a car.

As he handed him the keys

He said “Son, drive fast; drive far.”


Willie headed for Hollywood

to become a movie star

but at acting he was no damn good

and he ended up tending bar.


One night there came a woman

who ordered cherry cola

He asked her for her name

she replied simply,. “Lola.”


“L-O-L-A, Lola?”

“Ah! The man can spell!

“Let’s get married, Lola.”

“Okay, what the hell!”


Due to inexperience

Little Willie soon discerned

There really is no difference

between boys boys and girls.




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