Francis Duggan Poems

We always were happy though financially poor
And Spring always brought with it birdsong to the groves of Annagloor
But since then time it has become my foe
For this is going back many Seasons ago
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Wherever i go to my past follows me
And a fellow from Millstreet is all i can be
From Claraghatlea in view of Clara Hill overlooking Claramore
In sky miles far north of this southern shore
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The magpie larks build their cup shaped nest of mud on fork of low branch of tree
And all through the day sing their song of pee wee
Of Australian birds amongst the better known
And of them one might say they have ways of their own
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We know all too well life is so unfair
On the people who know of their black moods of despair
Condemned to be on medication for as long as they live
To some people life heavy crosses does give
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One of the most beautiful in the Parish in her life's prime
This is going back maybe four decades in time
Yet for one of great beauty down to earth and a nice person to meet
Maura Buckley of Ballyvouskil near the Town of Millstreet
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He lived in the famine years the National bard of Ireland
And that he died as a pauper at a young age not hard to understand
Since he was a poor person and tough times he had known
But as a poet James Clarence Mangan was in a class of his own
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Though far left of her ways of thinking and for her i never would vote
In the history of Australian Politics she is one well worthy of note
As Australia's first woman Prime Minister she achieved something great
The woman born in Barry in far away Wales her own history did create
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Some people on themselves are harder than tough
They convince themselves they are not good enough
Though not lacking in talent they will never know of wealth and fame
Due to their lack of self confidence which does seem a shame
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What hair he has left on his bald head is silver gray
Old Danny has surely known a better day
But he does feel happy just to be alive
And he does look fit and healthy for one of eight five
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From many politicians economic gloom and the threat of terrorism is all we do hear
Why do we vote into parliament the peddlers of fear?
For the fear mongering kind on election day we cast our vote
And ignore the politicians that peace does promote
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