Francis Duggan Poems

The paper boy no longer shy he cuts a different caper
Since he worked for me eight years back delivering the local paper
And I've been told by a reliable source that the once shy young laddie
Has grown to be a randy buck and has proved himself a daddy.
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He proudly walks out hand in hand with his new girl friend
And from gym workouts he looks well muscled broad shouldered
and trim
He wears sleeveless shirts to display his tattoos well bronzed from sun and wind
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The people who to you would never drink a toast
Those who are jealous of you admire you the most
Jealousy is a form of admiration turned upside down
And those who are jealous crave their own renown
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The career her mum had mapped out for her did not work out to plan
For Catherine went to Kenya and married a Maasai man
She adapted to a different sort of culture and a different way of life
And to the noble Robert she's a devoted wife.
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Her husband a teller in the big City bank
And the middle class snob she craves social rank
Her dream is he will be manager one day
A man of influence with a huge take home pay.
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From the bogs of Ballydesmond down the fields of Knocknagree
Flow on wandering Blackwater flow on blissfully and free
Down by Cork and Kerry border through the Meadows of Rathmore
At the starting of your journey for the wild Atlantic shore.
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He had built a massive empire from a very humble start
The money making master had proved himself a man apart
From a working class beginning he became the richest man around
But despite all his property and money he is now lying underground.
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His bones may rest in England thousands of miles away
But the spirit of Frank Berry remains with us today
He passed on in December when England's fields were gray
And the many he befriended of him had good to say.
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He talks about his youth in South Australia
Raised on a farm south east of Bordertown
The happiest years of his life he remember
Were spent out on the paddocks gray to brown.
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Some people are just ignorant their souls bereft of light
On others they cast aspersions and see it as their right
On Nationality and colour to draw the racial line
Like this person not one of us and this one suits us fine.
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