Paddy Healy

F Francis Duggan
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With his wife Peg they raised their children at Claramore before moving to Murphy's Terrace The quiet man with few words to say And sad to think that he is with the departed With the dead of Millstreet he forever lay. There was so much to like about in Paddy Healy I knew him before he grew old and gray He drunk many a pint of frothy dark porter Without being aggressive or loud in any way. He will be missed by his family and all of those who knew him And memories of him are well worthy of recall But the fate that has befallen Paddy Healy Is a fate one day that does await us all. Paddy Healy one loved in Millstreet in Duhallow Lets hope from life his was not a painful release He now lay in the quietness of St Mary's And may he rest forever more in peace.

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