Francis Duggan Poems

Dan Leary hard man of Millstreet Gaelic Football
He was a fearless fellow on his day
He took and gave some hard bone crunching tackles
And from a challenge never backed away.
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The man who stand for human rights, freedom and justice
Is now in jail perhaps for a long stay
The authorities say he an an agitator
The only reason he is locked away.
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On the beach the gray haired woman she stood looking out to sea
And as I walked by she turned and with a toothy smile said to me
It is such a pleasant morning hope you have a lovely day
And I stopped for a chat to her before going upon my way.
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They raise them hard in Donald that's what the old bloke said
They prepare them from an early stage for the rough road ahead
The children by their parents at a young age are told
That if they reach the rainbow's end they won't find pots of gold.
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Respect that other person he doesn't disrespect you
He search for the path to success the hard road he's been through
You may feel his best not good enough but at least he's game to try
There's more to life far more to life than me, myself and I.
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There's more than glitz and glamour to Australia's biggest city Sydney has it's darker side
I've seen so many young people there their lives by drugs and booze destroyed
By trees in small parks and dimly lit laneways they sleep on the hard and bare ground
Near to where there's wealth and opulence there's great poverty to be found.
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Duck shooters in L Levy see no good
But Laurie Levy been misunderstood
And without the likes of Laurie as a friend
So many ducks would have a cruel end.
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There's little here for you brown hare there's little here to eat
There's little here save withered gorse and bitter mountain heath
So why not move to inland fields where grass grow green and sweet
And leave this wild and rugged hill your mountainy retreat? .
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She looked like the queen of beauty she looked every inch a queen
In her skintight slacks of yellow and her cardigan of green
And a voice within me whispered as the lady passed me by
There goes a woman in a billion turn and follow her me boy.
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I do not seek fame and fortune all I ask for is peace of mind
And a small cottage in the country far removed from my own kind
A mile from my nearest human neighbour in my retreat hid by the trees
With a small car in my car port I could live a life of ease.
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