Francis Duggan Poems

It isn't for love she is with him the ageing and bald headed Stan
But to his money she is surely attracted and money in her eyes makes the man
A blond in her late twenties and quite attractive and he has turned seventy four
But money to her is what matters and he is worth fifty million or more,
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Millions will go to bed hungry tonight that does seem sad to say
And many of them will not wake again for to see another day
The sad fact that many die of malnutrition is sad cause for lament
Whilst billions in war by Governments are spent
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The years have left me older and balder and more gray
And perhaps I'd be a stranger in Millstreet today
A stranger in Millstreet from here far away
Who is he the old stranger young locals would say?
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The high fields by the mountain are looking rather bare
And in the farm shed the cattle for fodder bellow in the frosty morning air
And the old stream from the mountain bank high to the river flow
And across the quiet old countryside the cold north east wind blow.
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Her shoulder length hair it is wavy and brown
The one known as the Rose of old Mortlake Town
And with a lovely smile and warmth in her hello
And dark blue eyes blue as the late Autumn sloe,
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By many right wing conservatives one who is admired
But Australia's P M John Howard his voice has grown more tired
Perhaps the man has known a better day
And 'tis time that he gave politics away,
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To be second to Joyce Hemsley should never be a disgrace
For she is one well worthy of the most exalted place
She keeps on penning verses the numbers multiply
And of her right to greatness no critic would deny.
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Even in the Townland he was born and raised in he might now feel a stranger there
And in the Town he now live in he is seen as one from elsewhere
Home is where you feel contented wise people are known to say
And with such thinking i do not beg to differ as i too do see it that way.
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What is politics if not a game of people control
By those who try to draw the curtains of the windows to your soul
They even tell you on Post Election night
That they alone for you know what is right,
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He will always feel a stranger in the unwelcoming Town
But this will not be his launching pad to great things and renown
He will move to the City where he can feel more free
Of the suspicion of strangers a part of small Town snobbery.
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