Bill Simmons Poems

We've been married for fifteen years
We've carried our marriage along
It seems to me and what I now can see
Something is dreadfully wrong
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This is the story
Of Santa's sick day
When Christmas it came
In a quite different way
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I woke up this morning
I slipped on my jeans
I looked out my window
A beautiful day it seemed
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They call me a June Bug, But I don't come in June
They really should call me a May Bug
I fly all night looking for a light
A little romance and then love
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In the cold and dark of den
Hear him breath, no light within
The serpent takes his refuge
But soon the hunt begins
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The sparrow told the mocking bird
You can fly fast I have heard
But I'm much faster than you
Just watch and you will see
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I've got a hot rod mercury, a pretty girl that loves me
And a gas tank filled to the brim
Me and my baby gonna see the picture show
We will be taking little brother Tim
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The Pickle said to the Cucumber
Would you just look what they did to me
I was minding mine when they plucked me from my vine
Then threw me in this jar with all this company
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Said the Little Soul “Oh for joy, oh for joy
I get to see, to feel, and to smell and to touch!
Said the Little Soul who wanted to live
Who wanted to come to earth so much
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The old man sat on a mountain top
He looked out towards the sea
He wondered where his whole life it went
He could feel the mountain breeze
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