Francis Duggan Poems

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2381.
The Coorong That Has Become Known

Where the Murray deep and brown to the ocean crawl silent and slow
In the home of the wallaby and pale eyed crow
In bare and brown land of saltpans white as snow
Where only saltbush and scutch grass does grow
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2382.
Why Pay Heed To Me A Cynical Aging Bloke

Many nutritionist writers tell us we are what we eat
What does this say of me one who likes meat
Though i feel i do not behave like a pig, cow or sheep
My wife does tell me i do bleat as i sleep
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2383.
You Never Stop Learning As Some Like To Say

Some people as they age spiritually and knowledgeable do grow
But the more you do learn the more you come to know
That though from life you have learned something new every day
From being knowledgeable and wise you do seem a long way
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2384.
Trash Talkers

Though it never will win anybody renown
It is easy in words to put anyone down
Trash talking is easy as easy can be
To do it you do not need a uni degree
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2385.
Once Heard A Voice

Once heard a voice that one should not get wrong
The gray shrike thrush familiar in his song
His soft clear whistle with you does remain
Once heard a voice you recognize again
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2386.
I May Never

I may never climb to Clara's Cross again
Or hear the birds sing in the drizzling rain
Near prime of Spring in grove and on hedgerow
When soft winds of April in the old fields blow
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2387.
Is There

Is there a heavenly paradise beyond the sky
Where good souls with wings post bodily death to do fly?
For an answer to such ask other than me
Though even theologians on such a matter disagree
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2388.
George Is His Name

A baby boy born into royalty and great wealth and fame
For him special privileges by birthright and George is his name
One destined for to become a king one day
The privileged few do have all of the luck it does seem this way
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2389.
Does It Matter

Does it matter in the end if you travel far and wide
Or if you live till the day you die in your hometown or countryside
Since your life a destined journey that will end for you one day
The longer you live the sooner you will die as some do like to say
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2390.
The Rose Of Newstead

Her shoulder length wavy hair as dark as the wing of a crow
The girl from the place where the dark Loddon flow
With a babble that is never silent by night or by day
Towards it's destiny the ocean in miles far away
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