Francis Duggan Poems

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3971.
Have You Ever Been To Mirboo North

Have you ever been to Mirboo North where time it has all but stood still
And where progress it seems to have passed by that old country Town on the hill
A place that is free of pollution no factory smoke in the sky
The most of those who live in Mirboo will live there till the day they die.
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3972.
For To Prove A Point To Daddy

To be the U.S. President is not his dream come true
But to be better than his daddy and do what dad failed to do
By toppling Saddam Hussein he thinks he will out do his dad
For one with such power at his disposal that might seem a bit sad.
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3973.
On Hearing Of The Death Of John (2000)

When last I saw John Healy what year offhand don't know
It must have been in the late sixties now that seems long ago
As we shook hands in parting he said again soon we will meet
If not in New York City then maybe in Millstreet.
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3974.
A Statistic Of The Gun

the word was he was evil and some evil things he'd done
And amongst the like minded some respect he had won
From his late teens a criminal and he lived on the run
And he had committed armed robberies and he lived and died by the gun.
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3975.
To Make This World A Better Place

For the betterment of mankind there has always been a case
Make yourself a better person to make this World a better place
If each of us sought self improvement went in search of God
within
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3976.
But Still I Miss

Through rushy fields the Finnow bank high flowing
And all day long the rain's been pouring down
And birds are silent in the windswept hedgerows
And leafless groves just out of Millstreet Town.
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3977.
In Sandringham

In Sandringham by the Pacific sea
The Town is quiet on this August sunday
Most of the shops for the weekend have closed
And dark rain clouds hang low above the bay
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3978.
The Wandering Monk Of Sherbrooke

He's the wandering Monk of Sherbrooke and he live the way he choose
And he walks around in bare feet and they call him 'Rob no shoes'
And he wears a monk's brown uniform and from life he seeks no gain
And he preach you won't see heaven if in life you know no pain.
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3979.
Autumn Tempest

A mid Autumn storm a violent gale
Shrieks adown the lonely vale
Adown the grassy vale it roar
At speeds of ninety miles per hour or more.
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3980.
Hell, Heaven And Purgatory

As a young schoolgoing boy I learnt of hell and heaven
The bad doomed to hell the good to heaven go
But now a little with four decades later
I question how could anybody know? .
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