Francis Duggan Poems

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3631.
The Cream To The Top

The cream to the top as some say always rise
Though those words never first came from the mouth of one wise
For many with success in their lives for to show
Are proof that it is not what they know only who they do know.
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3632.
On The Fourth Day Of March

The pleasant aroma of the peppercorn trees
That come wafting to me in the evening breeze
And on the nearby pond the shy moorhen call
On the fourth day of March and the southern Fall.
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3633.
John Twomey

He was the Poet of Mushera with words he had a way
And is he amongst the living still don't ask me i can't say
From Duhallow he migrated when i was very young
His words had music in them and his songs today are sung
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3634.
What To One Is

What to one is poetry to another is prose
It all comes down to taste that is life one suppose
On any given subject so few do agree
The World through different eyes we all see
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3635.
Spring In Lisnaboy

My many walks on memory lane i enjoy
'Twill soon be Spring again in old Lisnaboy
And though March 1 is the first of the calendar Spring
March can be wet and cold and few songbirds do sing.
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3636.
So Hard To Find

There are a few honest politicians so honest and faithful and kind
But they are such a small minority honest politicians are so hard to find
They would do almost anything for to hold on to power as power in their lives is their central theme
They put power in their lives before principle or at least that is how it does seem,
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3637.
Those Who Are Cruel To Animals To Humans Too Will Be Cruel

Those who are cruel to animals to humans too will be cruel
To the callousness in them it can be the fuel
Those who beat their dog another person too can beat
Though sooner or later their come uppance they meet.
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3638.
White Butterflies

Their beauty sad to say will not last long a few days to live that is all
The white butterflies in the garden on this warm day in the Fall
So little time in their bloom of beauty to mate and lay their eggs and to fly
Around the wildflowers and the flowering bushes when the sun shines bright in the sky
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3639.
Back There By The Old Finnow River

Back there by the old Finnow river the pink breasted male chaffinch sing
And the white breasted dipper sings in the rapids and the first wildflowers of the Spring
Are blooming by the hedgerows and in the sheltered places and new leaves sprout on the deciduous trees
And the old fields becoming much greener and the Wintery chill has left the breeze
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3640.
There Is Always Powerball

Of course there is always Powerball a nine million to one chance of a division one win
And though the odds may be stacked against you for to win you have got to be in
And the battling woman has a ticket for the jacxpot draw on thursday night
And if she is the lucky big winner she will celebrate until daylight,
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