Bill sits writing in his office
For days, and even weeks.
You'd notice, if you sat with Bill,
He writes louder than he speaks.
To write one book is wonderful,
To write two books is splendid.
Bill begins to write his next
Before his last has ended.
But Bills across all history
Have always been prolific:
Shakespeare, Wordsworth, Thackeray
Were copious and terrific.
So Bill keeps writing everyday
And I suppose he always will
Until the world runs out of ink
Or the world runs out of Bill.
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