This Strange Thing Called Love - Poem by Francis Duggan
He paid three hundred thousand dollars for her engagement ring
This strange thing called love is a marvellous thing
But don't ask me to shout out how great and hooray
When thousands are dying of the hunger each day.
A young man he has made his millions quite fast
And his luck and good fortune for him well may last
But three hundred thousand dollars for a ring seems a bit much to me
In a World where so many live in poverty.
Like most other International sport stars vast fortunes he has made
But he may well tell you he is not overpaid
And three hundred thousand dollars for to prove his love to him is not a big deal
Whilst millions must go hungry for want of a meal.
A young man in his twenties the whole World is at his feet
And looked up to by the sports mad as a marvellous athlete
With a glamorous young beauty for to offer him her love and support
He is a very good winner but not a good sport.
It is such a strange World the World we live in
So many must lose for the few for to win
The great and highly paid young athlete believes he earns every cent
And to him three hundred thousand dollars for a ring is money well spent.
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