Treasure Island

Francis Duggan


Patsy The Master


Memories of him bring me moments of joy
He was a young man when I was a young boy
When he left Claraghatlea for the U S of A
Where he is living and growing old today
Dark haired and handsome not hard to recall
Patsy the Master quite dashing and tall
Claraghatlea's loss is America's gain
But good memories of him in Millstreet does remain
With those who grew up with him and in Millstreet did stay
They have fond memories of Patsy today
One who could tell or laugh at a good joke
Patsy the Master a memorable bloke
The years would not have changed him he would be the same
He had a spirit that time could not tame.

Submitted: Sunday, July 20, 2008

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