Tommy Bee's Poetry Corner.
Tribute to Tommy Bee (anon)
He was a huntsman of renown,He was a man about the town.He shot, he fished, his bag he filled.He hawked, and talked, and lady-killed.
The wonderful love of a beautiful maid,
The love of a staunch true man,
The love of a baby unafraid,
Have existed since time began.
But the greatest love, the love of loves,
Even greater than that of a mother,
Is the tender, passionate, infinite love,
Of one drunken bum for another.
The First Kiss
Thomas Campbell (1777–1844)