Francis Duggan Poems

As nice a person as one could wish to meet
She always says hi when we meet on the street
So very down to earth and so free of guile
A lovely person with a beautiful smile
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Whatever about a God since to a God I don't pray
For my sins against others to karma I must pay
The Universal Karma knows of our every crime
'Twould seem it is watching us all of the time
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The band it was playing 'Advance Australia Fair'
And balloons were floating in the balmy Summer air
And the recently returned war hero led the big street parade
Where the gunfire rang loud a name for himself he had made.
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On our journey through life there's many a pitfall
And the gene to be evil it is in us all
Though many succeed negative urges to suppress
Despite what they say the bad gene lives nonetheless
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So many poor and downtrodden people in the bigger World out there
Where thousands each day become poorer for every new millionaire
Even in the World's wealthiest Cities the paupers and homeless not rare
The hard road through life may be daunting for those in the pit of despair.
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The Australian Federal Election is six weeks away
And campaigning politicians are begging for votes every day
Their desire for power is addictive 'twould seem
How far some do go for their own self esteem.
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What is patriotism you are asking me
Though with the answer I give you perhaps you may not agree
With what on patriotism I do have to say
You win some and lose some life can be that way,
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Another Season I've managed to survive
But I feel so happy just to be alive
The nesting wild birds in the park chirp and sing
On this warm and beautiful day in the Spring
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The white backed magpie he flutes on the black wattle tree
Where Nature's great beauty is all around me
And I know them by their song though them I cannot see
The black and white birds known to most as pee wee.
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The flute like song of the olive backed oriole I fancy I hear
On the tall gums of Sherbrooke in the Spring of the year
The cockatoos call and the nesting birds sing
Oh to be in the Yarra Ranges in the prime of the Spring
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