Best Hillbillies Poems

Ten hillbillies came over the hill
Each one of them answered to Bill
To name them all Billy
Would be rather silly
Not one of them responds to Will

Their fiancés all share the name Sue
Mass confusion, causes such a to do
They'd arranged a joint wedding
To the alter they’re heading
Ten...

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I once knew a boy named Billy
I thought he was originally from Chile
Mostly ‘cause he loved his hot sauce and chili
Toting everywhere his jar of piccalilli

It turns out Billy was really the local hillbilly
I should have known, that was really silly

‘Cause Billy craved to barbecue...

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HILLBILLIES BYBILLIES AND BLOWBILLIES--

Once upon a time in the land of Frilly
Lived a tatter torn family  the McFrelly’s
On the outskirts of Arkansas the county of Mountain Lily,
Just below the Mason Dixie line acts involuntarily
They were peaceful hillbillies

Granny made corn and dandelion whiskey dilly
Jonathan had...

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Notta easy grasper – days back I cross ole Jasper
neath the olden ground’s crooket pine tree
and, oh, bless be, things he tole there to me!

He wanna’d me to hear all bout watz truth –
he say he’s hillbilly like you and me - says it, he...

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Billie was a true authentic hillbilly
who wore no shoes even if it was chilly
his holy jeans looked like swiss cheese
where daily you'd catch a glimpse of his knobby knees

Whenever he left his cabin his Ma would yell bybillie
with his hound dog by his side named...

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Only hillbillies have a couch on their porch. 
She has cute eyes. She is a cute kid.
I am a hillbilly, I inform her.
Her eyes narrow. 

Are you a redneck too?
Sure, why not?
Where do you keep your guns?
In my gun refrigerator.

Where is it?
If I told you...

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Hillbillies got a dairy cow and trained it up right
It mooed and bellowed all through the first night
Drank some moonshine and did a crazy petootsie dance.
So silly and funny, the fireflies flitted and flew as if in a trance....

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We were hillbillies when we lived in the north
But now that we are Floridians, we have to come forth
Admit that we love wearing pajamas and nighties all day
When I go outside, my attire scares the alligators away

Now we are known as beach bums, which is...

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Scratched music of hillbilly washboards
From the scraping wings of the Katydids
Aloft in the Oaks
Reborn each night just beyond dusk
After the cicadas finish their warmup act

The Katydid return is glorious

Their little sound so loud
It overwhelms
The alarms of main street stores a block over
And the roar of...

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