Good Fortune of Bill Doody
Good Fortune of Bill Doody
By Lake Kilarney, Bill Doody sat
And he was to poor to buy a hat
Wife and grawls starved inside
Just last winter one nearly died.
So sadly sat by himself all alone
A face before him brightly shone
Someone came to help starving Bill
He poured his sorrows out at will.
Can't pay my rent Bill sadly said
And my wife Jody lies sick in bed
Stranger gave to Bill some gold
All his shaking hands could hold.
Quickly he ran to pay his debt
That creditor was amazed to get
Bill received receipt and sped away
Gold turned to cakes that same day.
Bill's bad fortune never came back
Lived in a castle instead of a shack
Was King Donohue I'm willing to bet
Who had helped Bill pay off his debt.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Soldier
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
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