Jim O'Donnell Poems

Working deep inside the pit
My body covered in all kinds of grit
Digging deep for blooming coal
Working out my heart and soul
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When you feel loves at an end
And that you’ve lost your best friend
Just stop and look around
And look at all the friends you have found
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Laying here upon the ground
Bullets whistling all around
Will I die here all alone?
Then thinking of his folks back home
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You think you’re tough
You think you’re strong
You don’t always know right from wrong
That stubborn look upon your face
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In the darkness all alone
Its skin is made of steel and chrome
We worry not it’s locked up tight
Till someone creeps up in the night
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Credit crisis what can I say
People losing there jobs each day
Families now on the dole
Just what does the future hold?
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Bagshaw Hall on Bagshaw hill
Built with love and goodwill
Standing since sixteen eighty four
Renovated so we can all ardour
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The bells just
Rang in 2009
This text I’m sending
I hope you are fine
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Charities we help indeed
Our spirits help the ones in need
We go ghost hunting anywhere
Type of buildings we don’t care
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River sparkling clean and bright
Endlessly flowing through the night
Stars they shine upon your face
Each like a diamond put in place
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