Francis Duggan Poems

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3511.
The Birds I Used To Know

Their voices remain with me from places far away
And in my flights of fancy I hear them sing today
The blackbird and the robin the throstle and the wren
The one with a loud song for a tiny bird sang in the furzy glen
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3512.
On Magpies Singing At Night

The white backed magpie singing in the stillness of the night
In the park his flute is echoing in the October moonlight
A marvellous feathered songster his notes melodious and clear
He always sings his finest in the Springtime of the year
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3513.
The Poet Walter De La Mare

He was a master wordsmith the poet Walter De La Mare
One of the finest of his time few with him to compare
His poems are quite distinctive and always worth a read
His writings have outlived him a rare achievement indeed
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3514.
The Self Centred One

His own perceived successes he only celebrate
And to others he just cannot seem to relate
And his three favourite words are I, myself and me
The one who was born without empathy
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3515.
A Small Voice Within Me

Of my old Hometown I am living far south
And my worth as a rhymer I have cause to doubt
But poetasters as we know have never been rare
And plenty like me in the big World out there
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3516.
Town By The Sea

Here only the air that you breathe it is free
All else you pay for in the Town by the sea
The sea air is cleaner you do hear some say
Yet few happy faces for to brighten one's day.
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3517.
'Tis Human

'Tis human to have faults and not even a saint
Is not even one completely free of taint
It is as easy to condemn as it is to condone
And if there's one without sin that one should point the bone,
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3518.
Australia's Federal Election 2007

November the twenty fourth is Australia's Election day the campaign for power begin
The winners govern for three years the prize is great to win
They have in them the lust for power they campaign for their own sake
The winners set to govern big egos are at stake.
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3519.
Back There In Ballydaly Two Miles From Millstreet Town

Back there in Ballydaly two miles from Millstreet Town
The Cails bank high flowing in the fields as the rain is drizzling down
From the heavily overcast clouds that have in them more rain
And the water it is gurgling in the flooded roadside drain.
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3520.
John Masefield Was A Master Wordsmith

John Masefield was a master wordsmith his fame has not faded in time
He penned long poems and Saltwater Ballads and he penned plays and stories in rhyme
I have known his readable verses since I was a school-going boy
The lovers of down to earth poetry his good earthy verses enjoy
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