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Friday, July 11, 2008

A Fellow From Ireland

Though the flag of any Nation means nothing to me
A fellow from Ireland is all I can be
From the place I was born and raised in I live far away
And I might feel a stranger in the old Townland today
I never joined the army I was never that brave
And the tricolour of Ireland I never did wave
Yet I have good memories and more than a few
Of places I loved and of places I knew
I'm not patriotic of that I won't lie
And for love of any Country I never would die
As a Patriot or Nationalist I've never been known
Like 'tis said it does take all kinds and to each their own
But in fancy I walk in the old fields again
And I hear the birds sing in the wind and the rain.
Francis Duggan
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