Cicely Fox Smith

(1 February 1882 – 8 April 1954 / Lymm, Cheshire)

Padre - Poem by Cicely Fox Smith

'E don't go round glad-'andin' chaps nor 'it them on their backs;
'E don't deal much in pious talk an' distributin' tracks;
'E don't think decent seamen is a sort of 'eathen blacks.

But 'e'll sing an' smoke an' crack 'is joke an' use 'is fists as well;
An' the crimps along the water-front they 'ate 'im worse'n 'ell,
For the 'ottest shop in 'Frisco ain't too 'ot for Padre Fell.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 30, 2010



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