Poems

He was the only offspring that she ever had
The son she raised without any help from his dad
He had a fast car which he used to drive fast
The car and by far sadder it's owner are now of the past
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At Gorman's Beach there's never many people
Even on warm Summer days few there ever one does see
A quiet broad beach but hardly an attraction
Though one has to wonder how come this could be?
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In penning rhyme for me there is no money it is what is known as a 'hungry belly game'
To have penned thousands of individual pieces this is my only claim to fame
I only write rhymes now for my own enjoyment and email them to an internet literary site
The stuff i pen to say the least is simple the type of stuff that anyone could write
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We all have our journeys in life for to make
And we do pay some price for our every mistake
And in life we must learn on how to give to receive
On such a philosophy i do believe
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Money does speak every language why otherwise pretend
Anyone who has heaps of it never seems short of a friend
This is how it has been always and always will be
Short of friends and short of money is the price of poverty
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Born and raised as Peg Lynch in Cullen in Duhallow
But in Murphy's Terrace in Millstreet she lived most of her life
She was a good mother to her very large family
And to Paddy Healy a devoted wife
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What is life about i will not try to pretend
Only know for humans like all life forms there's a beginning and an end
On how long they lived only suicide victims had the say
Though for all of us a final night and day
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The mineral wealth of the Country claimed by the greedy few
You may say to this tell us what is new
It is said about greed that much does crave more
Another thing you would have heard of before
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With shoulder length wavy hair of nuggety brown
The absent young rose of old Koroit Town
She works and lives in Melbourne enjoying the City way of life
If she decides to marry some lucky man will have a beautiful wife
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More excitement in the O Sullivan household than for the election of a new Pope in Rome
When Bailey the family boxer female did come home
The young back and white bitch had gone astray
But is happily re-united with her human family today
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