Tommy
A poem by Rex Tyler (rex@cooksdelight.co.uk)
Source: www.cooksdelight.co.uk


Christmas Day
And Tommy had arrived
The kid's would be
His playmates that's what he thought
For all of history
By Boxing Day his habits
Of peeing on the floor
And having to be taken out
They didn't know what for
It really got to Tommy's mum
She couldn't stand the pace
The dog was for the children
But they were not on his case
The chores connnected with the dog
And so he had to go
A Christmas pet discarded
On the tow-path in the snow
He'd recalled he had a nice warm bed
Beside the old fire grate
But now tossed out into the cold
Well he shivered at a rate
At 4 degrees below
There was just nothing he could do
But walk away and try to find
An even better crew

He didn't have a sausage
They'd left him in the snow
He'd felt the old man's boot
Up his backside as he did go
Get lost you mangy mongrel
Go find some other chump
Who would now look after you
This was a a whopping bump
But Tommy full of confidence
Raced off positively
Assurred he'd find a master
Who would care for him so he

Began by yelping at the doors of boats
Along the quay
But nobody seemed in
Or if in, didn't want Tommy
And by the time night fall had come
The food smelled good but he
Probably would not get the food
Well not so easily
And then of course it dawned on him
He'd probably have to steal
Go down to the dustbin place
And ferret for a meal
He did this almost everyday
And pretty well he ate
Bread and cakes from Fishermen
And the odd fish from their net

Boat people some get moorings
Other go away
It's 2 weeks here and 2 weeks there
You then don't have to pay
And those gits who had bought him
Had probaby moved on
For when he went to find them later
Well they just were gone

So he'd become an orphan
Nobody to give
No where he could call his home
Just no where he could live
He'd jump on boats during the day
And sleep on decks at night
But by the time the sun came up
He'd be gone a'for the light

Tommy managed pretty well
To get by till one day
He leapt in front of a working barge
And there's not much left to say
He was crushed against the jetty
He lay panting on the quay
The seagulls came and claimed him
And took him out to sea