Billy Willy

They’d be putting Billy Willy

In the sad corner of the cemetery

Near Mrs. Pringle’s children

All four of them

 

The baby passed before

She could blink at

Her mother or

Smile at her father

 

One of the twins

The handsome one

Perished in his sleep

His apartment on fire

 

Years later his brother

Now the sad twin

Blew his brains out

Folks understanding why

 

But it would be the last son

Also taking his life

Leaving wife and children

With no explanation

 

Billy Willy brings his

Hearty laugh and

Good intentions to

This sad corner of the cemetery