The Gentle Folks Club Poem by Francis Duggan

You never do see them at the local pub
The honourable members of the gentle folks club
Though they are not as honourable as they feel they do seem
And they never will suffer from low self esteem,
Just one of the many tribes of human kind
And like minded people more than likely you'll find
Will socialize together things in common they share
On poverty street never a billionaire,
At the gentle folks club they don't talk of football
And sporting greats of the past they do never recall
But each to their own one has to suppose
And the gardeners will talk of a new breed of rose
And so many clubs far too many to name
'Twould be a boring World if we all were the same.