Francis Duggan Poems

I do not covet their wives or wish them harm in any way
But they ignore me never do say good day
Just a quick glance in passing me they look up and down
To them I'm astranger one from a far town
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If not sooner then later there will come the day
That to karma I too for my sins have to pay
The seeds of bad karma into good fruits don't grow
In karma we only do reap what we sow
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For many life is a hard battle but most rise again after a fall
And from life babies do begin learning long before they learn how to crawl
It would be nice to stay innocent for a lifetime but the innocence of childhood doesn't last
The years seem to go by so quickly and time as we know ticks on fast
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I've heard enough talk about football though many others have said as much before
Yesterday's game replayed today though one can say we do know the score
'Twould seem to me sport's a diversion from our life problems of day to day
But if that is what makes some people happy then to say the least that seems okay.
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The silver billed magpie is piping in the gray of a cool Winter's day
It pipes in all months and all weather in feathers of black and white to gray
His kind amongst Australia's finest wild songsters they sing every day of the year
The beautiful song of the magpie is always a joy for to hear
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For the wealthy and poor there's a different law
Though on that your own conclusion you can draw
You may think my comments are not very fair
But this is my view and my view I will air
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The Goddess of Poesy the Goddess of Song
To the Universal immortals she surely belong
The poets of the World her praises do sing
The gift of poetry to their souls she does bring.
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The one you thought was a friend not your friend it would seem
For your friend never would erode your self esteem
Or opposite others see fit to put you down
If you call this one your friend you don't have friends in town
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Around the town he's often seen well dressed and spic and span
And he is known to many as 'The Dapper Little Man'
His gray hair well trimmed a feather in his hat
Often seen in collar and tie and pin striped suit the likeable man Matt
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He is one that I do see often and lets say too often of late
The one I can't see eye to eye with the one who was never my mate
Our ideas of life are so different and nothing in common we do share
Save we both were born to a woman and we live in and breathe the same air
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