He Is Living Far South

F Francis Duggan
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He is living far south of where Araglen flow In the fields of the badger the rook and the silver backed crow In green old Duhallow where he first saw light of day The years have left him looking old, tired and gray He was in his life's prime six decades ago But time that rusts iron has become his foe Today in Duhallow a stranger he would be In the countryside between Kiskeam and Boherbue A widower grandfather his best years long gone And the biological clock on him ticking on In his mid eighties time on him does tell But for one of his years he is looking quite well He lives in Allansford by the Hopkins River near the City of Warrnambool A long way south of Boherbue where he went to primary school.

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