Kanturk's Tadghy Lynch - Poem by Francis Duggan
I wonder does he still train greyhounds a few decades ago
When i lived in Duhallow he was one i did know
And at the old Cork track his greyhounds won many a race
Though win or lose he never had a sad face.
Kanturk's Tadghy Lynch is now well past his prime
But he is one i recall when i go back in time
An intelligent fellow well liked and well known
One can say of him he's one of Duhallow's own.
An engaging fellow so clever and wise
The breeding of greyhounds he can memorize
One can say of him that he does know his stuff
And when it comes to the handling of greyhounds he is good enough.
At Curraheen Park more than ten miles away
From the Western Road the Cork dogs race today
And perhaps Tadghy Lynch race meetings there attend
A face in the crowd watching by the first bend.
A slightly built fellow and not very tall
Kanturk's Tadghy Lynch he is one i recall
A down to earth person and a pleasure to meet
And the dogs that he train are never easy to beat.
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