Too Old Poem by Francis Duggan

Too old to go to Queensland for to work at planting trees
In temperatures well over 30 degrees
Or to work with a shovel in mud to his knees
'Tis time for him now for to sit at his ease
In the local pub with his mates drinking beer
His stories of adventure they love for to hear
Of his life of work, love and travel he loves to relate
Though for working he has long passed his use by date
The crusty old fellow has turned eighty three
And few of his age as active and as lucid as he
Of children he has fathered he knows of one
Somewhere in North Queensland he does have a son
Yet too old to work in temperatures well over the 30 degrees
Planting trees or as a drainer with mud to his knees.