@+e Forum Cyril the Tramp

  An old Tramp wandered around locally When I was young man in my early teens I used to see him daily wandering around in a daze Dressed in an old dirty jacket and well worn out jeans But what made him so memorable, I still think about him to day Was what was with him was a Badger on an old black lead With its short legs and Weasel like black and white stripped head On a seat near an old railway bridge they would often stop to feed Eating any scraps they found checking out local litter bins Whatever they found would be their meal of the day Sometimes they would sit there till night time came Then they get up and go on their merry way Where they would spend the night nobody knows But they were always up bright and early and out on their round Always walking along cheerfully Cyril whistling a tune But Bertie his Badger making nary a sound Passer’s by would just nod and wish them good day Walk by with smile and a look of surprise and an inquisitive look Occasionally  giving a few pennies as they went passing by With Cyril and Bertie heading for the old brook Where they could both par take a drink from the freshwater steam Eat what morsels of food they to help them through the day Sitting there silently admiring the view Enjoying life in their own indomitable way   A more stranger couple it would be hard to find But they never bothered anyone in their indomitable way It was strange to see these two stalwarts of the road One Human one Animal a strange combination to meet at any time of day They got together on a dark late evening in December Cyril wandering through the local woods on this winter’s night Looking for shelter, just a place to lay his weary head, When he heard this loud noise which gave him a fright Investigating, he found Bertie caught in an old trap He freed him immediately and used an old rag to bandage his wound Then they spent the night together sheltering from the wind and the rain From that time onward their relationship just bloomed They have been together now for many a year I see them quite often out and about on their walk And always say hello with a smile and give Cyril a ten bob note I wonder what Bertie would say if only he could talk