The Poetry Corner

The Two Samaritans And The Tramp

By Henry Lawson

A tramp was trampin on the road, The afternoon was warm an muggy, And by-and-by he chanced to meet A parsin ridin in a buggy. Said he: As follerers ov the Loard, To do good offices we oughter! An from a water-bag he poured, An guv the tramp, a drink er water. The parsin he went rattlin ome To ware his fam-i-lee was thrivin, The tramp went on until he met A bullick-driver, bullick drivin, Its bilin ot, the driver sed As soons the dirty tramp drawed nearer, And from a little keg he poured, And giv the tramp a pint of beer, ah! (P.S., The ah is meant to stand for the tramp a-drinking ov it.) I aint agin the temperance cause, Nor yet no advocate ov drinkin, I only tells the yarn because, Well, at the time it somehow seemed Ter kind ov set me thinkin.