Story Teller IV (Billy and Bart )

he walks in the saloon spurs jingling loud
faces turn frightened everyone in the crowd
except for Bart he keeps his cold stare
bodies are dashing but he stays right there

he knows it's Billy without turning his head
no place to hide now time to face him instead
the fear and loathe has made his nostrils flare
his hand to his side now waiting for the dare

Billy was simply the one that no one could face
bushy eyebrows and unruly hair every place
when he spoke you took at least one step back
waiting anxiously for the fierce attack

he spoke in riddles and never made sense
his mouth sputtered spray his eyes so intense
if you were lucky you could give him the shake
point over there I think there is some cake

when he turned with desire for tastes so sweet
you quickly turned and quietly shuffled your feet  
head for the exit from his attempted control
drool running down his chin this disgusting soul

Billy was this proverbial pain in everyone's side
but Bart had this way of coolness down deep inside
he would reach out his hand in gesture so kind
that Billy would just smile a smile that shined

Billy wasn't really the beast that everyone thought
he just wanted a friend it was kindness he sought
take away from these words a higher ground
look inside your heart to see what you found
  
Gomer LePoet....