The Pride Of Kanturk Poem by Francis Duggan

The Pride Of Kanturk



The only one I love lives in Kanturk Town
With hair dark and wavy and eyes of nut brown
Less than thirty yards from where ceaseless waters flow
The murmuring waters of river Allow.

She looks so attractive so charming and sweet
And whenever I meet her my heart skips a beat
Five foot and six inches well proportioned and fair
Is the pride of Kanturk with raven black hair.

And each time I meet her she bids me good day
But a red blushing face gives my feelings away
And I haven't the courage to stop and ask her if she
Would like to come out on a date with me.

The only one I love is free of conceit
She is charming and friendly and a lady complete
And she lives in Kanturk down by Allow side
The darling of that Town and Duhallow's pride.

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