The business is winding me down, I don’t think it would be so if I were in a line of work that I enjoyed though most women would prefer I don’t win an AVN Award or do business in the AEE, but today should I put on pants? “Will And The Wardrobe.”
Killing two birds with one stone or feeding them with one scone. I hope my wife is more understanding than vegans or Peta perhaps. Anyway even Dennis Hof was married once but my ambitions. You Got Will’s Number
Well, I leaped today, or stepped in getting myself published for real, once and all, and will this one story be my happily ever after, I believe it will get me to Nevada (Happy Thoughts) it’s only a hundred poems. “How Will Tale’s It.”
If I told you what my business was; well, it beats the alternative, and what word could I use, better to focus on being the husband I want to be, the lover, father, the man, who looked up long enough not to put her in my DVD. When Will Looked Up
I could say anything right, though how many times have I told B III to shut-up and I love him more than anything, hell I love him like pancakes but what about if someone else wants to do the talking hmm? How To Speak To Will.
I’m the boy in the hood, straight out of suburbs variety, and in this life, I’ve had hands, headbands, a plethora of hoodies though now I only want a crown, a halo for my angel, and a roof over B III’s head. Bad Hair Day Will, no time.
“A big dog, a boss hog, what I want is the question,” and the song answers that too “I Want It All,” what did you expect me to do the song Mr. Big Stuff, I’m not that old, but I’ll find aging in luxury with a beautiful wife. Will’s Mr. Big Stuff
What time is it, I want to jump up for love the way I jumped for the day job this morning, reminded me of being a kid again and having no idea what day it was only believing I was late for school but late for love? “Will There Be Time”
Still dreaming about counting gold and not sunlight, I suppose I’ll see enough of it when the work day’s through, and no I don’t mean the day job; to have a woman dragging me to bed, who’s not my mother, who knew. Will Rest Soon Enough
For the love of money, can’t say these days I’m putting out into the UNIVERSE thoughts of pretty girls, unless their bankers, publishers, or heiress, what’s Pairs Hilton doing these days. Think WILL Take It; Tony Montana said money, power, the woman.