He might have been
Lost in his Post
But he ended up
The Scouser's toast
Who gave a penny
For his forethoughts
Lord Street's Whitty
Is still on course
One hundred and fifty years plus
And still not out
He was the true
And original paper scout
More than one hundred fifty years the local paper Lord Street's Whitty has been running. This poem is so nicely inscribed and is a great ode to it. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lost in his post! ! Cost of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.