Puff - For Funeral Service Contest

We’re here to remember you, Tony McDuff Though most of us here knew you better as ‘Puff’ You’d take any challenge, no matter how rough Alas your last struggle was simply too tough That trusty old Harley you’d ride like the wind Twas rumoured you’d nicked it from someone you skinned A crime which upon you could never be pinned Which upset the cops for you frequently sinned But though you were rough and was frequently bad And often described as a bit of a lad All of us here will be equally sad As you go to wreak havoc... in hell... with your dad Two slugs removed by unscrupulous vets They did what they could but they weren’t taking bets But your lifetime of wounds without any regrets Was finally lost to those damned cigarettes For nobody knew as your voice became gruff That it wasn’t the weed or the powdery stuff See you real soon if we’re good-bad enough So off you go Tony, off you go ‘Puff’ 24 June 2019 For Funeral Service contest Sponsored by Team Poetrysoup No attempt at presumption... no prize required.