Francis Duggan Poems

Though the years may leave us looking old and gray
Life's more pleasant surprises with us seem to stay
And when the long gone years we do recall
Some of our childhood memories still the best of all.
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Many claim he was the greatest the king of the fast lane
And that the likes of Senna will not be seen again
The motor racing legend sacrificed his life for gain
And though he may be gone forever the memory will remain
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A lack of respect for others to arrogance give rise
And though all men grow old sometime few do grow wise
And arrogant men by the harsh things they do say
Of others give rise to the us against they
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It is a wasted energy the thing that's known as hate
With it health problems for yourself you even can create
It can land you in trouble with the law when it leads to serious crime
And because of it you waste the best years of your life serving out prison time
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Everyone for themselves and God for us all
One of the more cynical sayings that I can recall
Often used by the self centred in their promotion of greed
Their idea if you do help out others in life you won't succeed
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By circumstance of birth I am lucky I am lucky as lucky can be
I could have been born to poor parents and I could have been a refugee
To the lady of luck I feel grateful she always has been kind to me
I've never known homelessness and hunger and I've never known poverty
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His Irish grandmother she told him of her childhood she grew up in the days of the Black and Tan
And her father was an Irish freedom fighter and by the British was a wanted man
She was fifteen when the civil war was raging when Irishmen against each other fought
A civil war that was caused by partition and death and sorrow to old Ireland brought.
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In Killorglin Town at old Puck Fair she sat on her pinto pony
With wavy brown shoulder length hair i recall her name was Joaney
A member of the travelling clan she looked so fit and active
In her early twenties at the most so young and so attractive.
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You have your own worries and I have got mine
That will take more to solve than a good glass of wine
I am not a pschyiatrist for help you go elsewhere
So many in trouble in the big World out there
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The flute like notes of the grey shrike thrush so pleasant to hear
He must know the first day of Spring it is near
For the last week of Winter this is a nice day
The Goddess of Spring less than a week away
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