A Man Of The Boggeraghs Is All I Can Be Poem by Francis Duggan

A Man Of The Boggeraghs Is All I Can Be



I was born and raised near where the rivers do meet
A mile and a quarter west of the Town of Millstreet
The accent i was born into has come far south with me
A man of the Boggeraghs is all i can be
For many years i have been a rhyming buff
And i am one who has penned a whole pile of stuff
Without the reward of money or scarce any fame
This penning of rhyme can be a hungry belly game
My physical best days in the forever gone
And i must be addicted to rhyming for to keep rhyming on
But i could not quit rhyming though hard i may try
For that i do enjoy doing it i will not deny
A rhymer of Claraghatlea near Millstreet Town
Where i used to live when my hair was dark brown.

Thursday, November 10, 2016
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