Brothers are the strangest things, look where they like to play
In softball fields and old golf greens, a little rigorous I'd say

Laughing so uproariously because he squished a frog
Looking like an angel after rolling over it with a log

Happy days, a lot to do, off to drive and love and conquer
Roaring through this world to be the man who is so sought after

Ode to him- Let's celebrate, birthday boy of the year
None other is or ever will be, like Bill, my brother dear