Far South Of Kinsale Poem by Francis Duggan

He is one quite partial to his pot of ale
The son of a fisherman from distant Kinsale
He enjoys the beer and pub music and craic and sing song
And he is happy for to join with the sing along
A likable fellow in his outgoing way
One who tries to make the most of every day
Some twenty two years near the peak of his prime
He works for to travel and have a good time
In a few months from now he'll travel to elsewhere
To see more of life in the big World out there
Full of the joys of youth and of manly elan
The lust of the wander is in the young man
He enjoys the pub sing song and his pot of ale
Far south of the Cork fishing Town of Kinsale.