Treasure Island

Francis Duggan


Poems of Francis Duggan

341. A Rhymer I'll Remain 9/19/2009
342. A Rhymer Is All I Can Be 10/17/2008
343. A Rhymer To Them Is A Poetaster 3/6/2008
344. A Role Model He's Surely Not 4/8/2008
345. A Saying We Hear Often 1/21/2009
346. A Schoolboy Of The Fifties 7/2/2008
347. A Scottish Migrant 2/23/2010
348. A Secret Of Nature 3/17/2008
349. A Self Imposed Outsider 1/9/2010
350. A Self Professed Know It All 2/18/2009
351. A Sense Of Place 12/13/2009
352. A September Day 5/30/2008
353. A September Night In The Countryside 10/2/2009
354. A Shell Of The Man 6/6/2008
355. A Shih Tzu 8/5/2008
356. A Showery October Afternoon 1/6/2008
357. A Shy And Single Man 7/20/2008
358. A Shy Young Gippsland Poet 3/7/2008
359. A Shy Young Woman From Kilcorney 3/6/2008
360. A Sign From Nature 12/22/2009

The loves of Rosita

About her ex husband Rosita don't have any good things to say
The day that they parted forever for her was her happiest day
His first name she told me but I've forgotten it's something
that sounded like 'rig'
She's sorry now she ever met him and she still refers to him
as 'pig'

She bore him three sons now in their prime on looking back the years seemed to fly
The youngest in his mid to late twenties not that long ago

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