Francis Duggan Poems

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2431.
I Wonder How A Man

I wonder how a man should behave towards his wife
Should he love her till he draw his last breath of life
And agree with everything that she has to say
And tell her he loves her many times a day?
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2432.
The One Who Tells Me

The one who tells me I waste far too much time
On thinking of and composing doggerel rhyme
Is one who does not know of live and let live
And advice never listens to though such he likes to give
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2433.
In The Busy Big Town

On the sidewalks many people walk up and down
I am a stranger in the busy big town
Of few happy faces where few say hello
The big town where many come to and from go
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2434.
Us Humans Are Not Competitive

We were all born of a woman and before we learned to walk we had to crawl
And like all life forms we are mortal and death is for us all
Us humans are so competitive for success with each other we compete
That is why a happy person every day one does not meet
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2435.
Why Talk About War To An Anti War One Like Me

Why talk about war to an anti war one like me
Since you know with what you say of it I won't agree
Since talking of military matters I'd rather decline
And your sort of heroes will never be mine
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2436.
The Young Millionaire May Be Living Today

Of a massive heart attack he did die suddenly
A young enough man with a young wife and family
On his birthday last August he turned thirty three
A young millionaire in ways financially.
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2437.
Money Surely Does Matter

A beautiful young woman with wavy shoulder length hair of dark brown
She goes by the title of Pride of the Town
In her early twenties yet to be a wife
Though she does have a far older man in her life.
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2438.
Your Business Your Own

'Tis something I thought for your age you'd have known
Your life is your business and your business your own
What matter if others your praises don't sing
You're not breaking the law and you do your own thing
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2439.
In Kippagh By The Hills

High above the lake where the Cails waters rise
The lark in the May towards the cloud World flies
Like a musical speck in the sky he does sing
Proclaiming his territory in latter Spring.
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2440.
I Do Know Where My Journey

I do know where my journey through life began
In the Townland where I did grow into a man
In Claraghatlea a mile west of Millstreet Town
Where I used to live when my hair was dark brown
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