There is a fine gentleman that we call Mr. T,

Who was born and raised in a town with no sea.

Where life is tough and without much joy,

His mother still managed to raise a good boy.

He made some mistakes, but don't we all...

Yet Tee stood up - where most of us fall.

He fought for his country, he served it with pride,

And when he was finished Tee went for a ride.

He travelled south, and by divine prophecy,

Ended up on an island in the Andaman Sea.

He got a job on the beach and while working,

Discovered the sport we all know as surfing.

He worked hard, much needed money to save,

But when there was time, he paddled out for a wave.

He made many friends, for he was honest and kind.

And we all loved him for his great spirit and mind.

Things were good, though under the surface,

Mr. T aspired to some higher purpose.

Then one day, I am sure to his wonder,

He met a fair maiden from the great land down under.

Tanya was righteous, both in her heart and her mind.

It was easy to see that they are two of a kind.

They soon fell in love. Things got real warm,

And before we knew it, little Khemika was born.

Tanya travelled to Oz, and with her the Babe.

Mr. T had no visa, so had no choice but to stay.

He worried and fretted, and cried to his friends

Of when he could live with his family again.

But the powers that be were merciful and just,

And could see that Tee is someone to trust.

So the end of our story is, for them just the start.

For today they wed, and on life's journey embark.

We all miss you guys, but know it's far better

That Mr. T and his family are forever together.

Just don't forget that we'll always have room

For the gentlemen surfer from Petchaboon!