Since John Twomey Penned His Verses Poem by Francis Duggan

The Poet Laureate of Millstreet and Duhallow going back decades in time
When i was in primary school he was in his poetic prime
Around the fire grate on winter evenings John Twomey's poems recited and sung
By the elders of my boyhood years in the days when i was young
John Twomey emigrated and i cannot even say
If he is one of the living or among the deceased lay
He was a marvelous wordsmith with words he had a way
And it does seem more the pity that in Duhallow he did not stay
Of festive occasions and celebrations around Duhallow he was called upon to write
He wrote the songs for to be sung and the poems for to recite
The last bard of Duhallow he spread the gift of joy
Back in the nineteen fifties when i was a school boy
Since John Twomey penned his verses a lot of Seasons gone
But in the Barony of Duhallow his legend does live on.