Francis Duggan Poems

A morning of sunshine and on the sunlit trees
The birds chirp and pipe their often sung melodies
And there is a cool freshness in the cool Summer breeze
And the temperatures pleasant around twenty degrees.
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I often think about him is he alive today
Or with the dead of Buninyong does he forever lay
He may be in his seventies he may look old and gray
But at heart he'll remain young until his dying day.
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I wonder do those of royal blood whilst having a shower sing
Or to them is to be human not quite a Natural thing
They are so bound to protocol perhaps they feel 'tis wrong
To even in the privacy of their bathroom burst forth into song.
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We originated from the one woman though different life journeys we've known
And we look at life very differently as one would say to each their own
Our sense of values are so very different the patriotism gene in you is strong
That does not mean I'm right in my thinking and that does not mean that you are wrong.
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We are born small and naked and with very little hair
And in the first few years of our lives we need tender loving care
And before a human being learns to walk the human being learns to crawl
And we live till death the equalizer makes us equal one and all.
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If only humans were born with tails we then would not be hard to know
Out of the stump sticking out of our rear end the type of person we are one would show
If we slowly walked up to others with our tail wagging rather slow
In human language that would be seen as a very cautious hello.
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If you think love is not blind look no further than Joe
He fell madly in love about ten years ago
'Twas unrequited love as him she did not wish to know
Each time he asked her on a date her answer to him always no.
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Those who spread propaganda believe in their own lies
And many grow old and sillier and few grow old and wise
And the silly never question what they want to believe
Though the information they read them is meant to deceive.
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The sun it was not shining and dark gray were the skies
Yet he wore dark sun glasses for to conceal his eyes
From the gaze of other people what was he trying to hide
Since to the mirror of his soul daylight he had denied.
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Tired of your humdrum existence and stressful indeed is your life
And tired of your troublesome children and tired of your demanding wife
You work hard to provide for them yet them you cannot satisfy
You do your very best for them and to please them you don't cease to try.
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