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.
Tuesday, October 13, 2015
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