Francis Duggan Poems

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321.
Of Your Feelings On Human Rights

Of your feelings on human rights never leave others in doubt
Of wrongs against others one ought to speak out
To those who abuse others rights let your feelings be known
Them for their behaviour you ought to disown
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322.
All Alone With Mother Nature

The restless waves splash up white foam upon the rocky shore
But I feel a peace within me like I've seldom felt before
All alone with mother Nature in Inverloch by the sea
The world is so much quieter here and of any stress I'm free.
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323.
Pudsy Our Dog

As a boy i often hunted with her in Matty Owens bog
She was my devoted friend Pudsy the dog
A big dark brown hairy female as tough as barbed wire
With energy for to spare she never seemed to tire
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324.
For God, Flag And Country

Though the accent I was raised with in me remains strong
My loyalty to any flag does not belong
Nationalism, Patriotism and Religion can lead men to war
To take on those they see as different in Nations afar,
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325.
What The Future Holds For Us

What the future holds for us we are not to know
But our past it goes with us to where-ever we go
Your best years in life to the forever gone
But your past in your memory it is living on
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326.
The Common Woodlouse

Behind bark or under wood showing signs of decay
He and his kind from the World hide away
Quieter far quieter than a frightened mouse
The one known to many as the common woodlouse.
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327.
The Fear Of Death

My best years of life in the past and long gone
But 'tis the fear of death makes us want to live on
Old age is a punishment as some do say
But for each one of us there's a last night and day
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328.
The Self Made Billionaire

The wealthiest person In the rural town
And his was far more than a local renown
A billionaire he was one known far and wide
Beyond the borders of his home countryside.
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329.
Sadie

She pushes her shopping trolley along the side street
Gray haired old Sadie with gaps between her teeth
An octogenarian she lives on her own
And of better days in life she surely has known
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330.
A Ballad Of The Bayswater Hotel

It's friday evening from life's cares we'll have a brief leave taking
And lets go to the Basy Pub for hour of merry making
In confines of the Settlers Bar the voice of mirth is ringing
And Pete Atkinson from Dublin Town an Irish song is singing.
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