"boys are gettin' stinko",
You taught me so much about where I live,
And why to love it, so.
You were the investigative poet,
In residence for us,
From Wop May to the Hollinger Mines fires,
To Martin Hartwell's northern challenges.
At fifteen you hitched across Canada,
The same age I met you,
Learning 'bout Sudbury Saturday Nights,
And 'bout Bud the Spud, too.
So Stompin' Tom,
Thanks for all the good times,
You're an artist never to be forgot,
An inspiration, a one-of-a-kind.
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