A Blokey Sort Of A Fellow Poem by Francis Duggan

A Blokey Sort Of A Fellow

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A blokey sort of a fellow a real man some might say
His wife she washes his and their four children clothes and cooks for them every day
She even has a part time job to try to make ends meet
A hard working woman of rare beauty yet untainted by conceit
A broad shouldered macho fellow he barracks for the local football club
One of the loudest voices down at the local pub
His blokey mates much like him each to their own they say
They never help around the home to them that's not the manly way
One can judge the merit of a man by the way he treats his wife
Blokey sorts they see their women as their servants in life
To them women are inferior to men they do not believe in equality
One can say of them they suffer of spiritual poverty
His wife at home is working hard and the blokey sort of a bloke
Whilst at the pub with his blokey mates he drinks and laugh and joke.

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