From Work To The Pub Poem by Francis Duggan

He wonders why females him do not wish to know
But 'tis not him they dislike only his b o
Had he showered occasionally he might smell okay
Take me as you find me to that he might say.

That he does not have a young lady to walk out with hand in hand
Is something that is not hard to understand
His best clothes second hand he seldom combs his hair
And of his appearance he does not take care.

After work in the evenings he is at the pub
Or else in the Barroom of the Football Club
Only in his early thirties he may go through life
Without fathering children or having a wife.

His mates are partnered or married he's the odd one out
But of his type of person there's a few about
From work to the pub and from the pub to bed
For the past ten years this sort of a life he has led.

His friends are in relationships or living with a spouse
And he does not have a woman to keep tidy his house
And though he will never be the best dressed man in the Town
As a worker and a drinker he aims for renown