Two chaps named Graham and Michael, Worked as ramp agents in Toronto, oh so well. Their routine, a simple yet remarkable feat, Collecting newspapers, seats and benches to beat.
From all over the world, they’d gather with pride, Left by passengers, never once to hide. Into the aircraft, they’d venture with care, Bringing back papers, for all to share.
They knew just what you liked, crosswords or sport, England’s Premier League, or Italy’s Gazzetta della sport. With a smile and a nod, they’d hand it right over, Making sure everyone had something to discover.
The go-to guys, the newspaper boys, Graham and Michael, spreading joys. Their daily routine, a testament to care, For all the travelers, they were always there.
So here’s to Graham and Michael, two British chaps, Working hard, spreading laughter and perhaps. A bit of knowledge, to all who pass through, In Toronto airport, their kindness shines true.
