Francis Duggan Poems

Number thirty nine Bay Street Port Melbourne that number ought ring a bell
That's one pub favoured by many called the Molly Bloom Hotel
Met three lovely Aussie nurses there on a weekend night in June
And they proved the main atraction at the famous Molly Bloom.
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For some of us there may not be a tomorrow but life goes on no matter who comes or goes
The rose tree stem this year that had a rose upon her will next year give birth to another rose,
The President dies and for weeks the people mourn him but the grass without him in the fields will grow
And life goes on as life has gone on always no matter who may come or who may go.
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Old Les is quite an amiable fellow a paid up member of the Poets Club
And on friday evening with a few strong ales in he recites his verses at the local pub
Though the pub patrons do not give him their attention they drink in groups and talk about football
And arts and literature do not interest them the World is ruled by rednecks after all.
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He never will become the new Napoleon for Napoleon always led his men to war
Whilst he enjoys the good life with his wealthy buddies his fighter pilots and soldiers fight for him afar
At night his fighter pilots fly o'er distant cities and dropp their deadly parcels from the sky
And he deludes himself into believing that he is quite a good and decent guy.
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The wisdom of old grand pop the children do amaze
As he recalls to them the stories of his happy childhood days
In Greeley in Colorado in the U.S of A
Far north of here as the crow might fly more than half of a World away.
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The countryside I was raised in was distant from the sea
And I was happy to live there till the wander bug hit me
And I yearned to see the bigger World beyond my Homeland shore
Far distant from Duhallow and the roadway to Rathmore.
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I was not born and raised where I live now and I see myself as an outsider
But I'm not the parochial type and my horizons are wider
My Homeland many miles away but perhaps I won't be returning
To my boyhood haunts for to grow old I have lost all the yearning.
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She asked me why Wonthaggi why did you settle here?
You'll never be a local that to you should seem clear,
You'll always be a migrant from a small Country far away
And that accent you brought with you is with you for to stay.
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If you want your car repaired or want to fit an engine part
It well might pay you to ring Zephyr Hart
He's not hard to pay and is good at what he do
And he will be quite happy to help you.
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Down on his luck and out of work
Thousands of miles south of Kanturk
His home up to five years ago
Where the Allow waters flow.
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