A Role Model He's Surely Not Poem by Francis Duggan

Oh Mary take the floor with me we'll dance the Siege of Ennis
The stout has breathed life in me 'tis marvellous stuff this guinness
The inhibitions from me gone I've seldom felt so merry
Since I've left my old home by the hill by the road that leads to Derry.

There's life in the ageing legs yet he does not seem like an old stager
You watch him dance around the floor he looks like a teenager
He drinks he smokes he stays out late he surely loves to party
To father time he does not bow he feels young, hale and hearty.

A role model he is surely not since he is past all caring
His ageing wife she stays at home at him she's always swearing
She has not slept with him for years due to his many vices
She says he drinks and smokes and womanize in life we do have choices.

He dances around the barroom floor with thirty years old Mary
With balding head and open necked shirt showing his broad chest so hairy
Their drunken mates they clap them on and though Mary she is tiring
He revs on like a brand new car on all cylinders firing.

A role model he's surely not though he is not offensive
With him at least one never has to feel on the defensive
He likes his drink and he likes his smoke and he is past all caring
And his wife she always stays at home and at him she's always swearing.