Harry Greb Poem by Francis Duggan

He was long dead and buried before I saw light of day
And an all time boxing legend so the boxing scribes say
He fought the best of his time Gene Tunney one might name
And he will live forever in the 'Boxing Hall of Fame'.

His bout with Mickey Walker lives in boxing history
And he only fought the very best and none so great as he
The World Middleweight Champion Harry Greb took on far heavier men
And he did not lose any honour in the few fights he did not win.

He died from a nose operation when he was in his prime
The mighty boxer Harry Greb who had inspired the bards to rhyme
The Reaper took him early he does not discriminate
He take the poor souls and the king and he take the boxing great.

I'm not a boxing expert but I can remember well
Around the fireplace as a boy hearing old timers tell
Stories of famous boxers and I can still recall
Them often mention Harry Greb as one of the best of all.

Billy Miske, Tommy Loughran and Tiger Flowers were amongst the greats he fought
And his great bouts with Mike McTigue and Tommy Gibbons excitement to boxing brought
And from the nineteen twenties some great boxers to recall
But Pittsburgh's 'Human Windmill' Harry Greb perhaps the best of all.