TEA COSY PETE:

Starting out his life, within the school of all elite,

Then ending up known & famously, as Tea Cosy Pete,

A friend of bishops, paupers, stray beasts & small birds,

Always having for strangers, smiles & kind gentle words.

 

He was educated in manners, as only a gentleman true,

Genteel to the end, & kindly to many more than a few,

Called Tea Cosy Pete, due to the woollen cap on his head,

Which he would lay upon cold pavement, used as his bed.

 

Now a bench with your name, gifted by all kindly townsfolk,

Placed where you once sat, now empty, sacred & bespoke,

Upon passing that place, everyone saying their silent hellos,

Then about their busy business, off rushing past, they all go.

 

Now you have gone old Pete, within the whisper of breeze,

No longer treading sidewalks, where once you´d cold freeze,

You knew more of this world´s life, than we will ever know,

Dear Tea Cosy Pete, we´re so very sorry, to now see you go.