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Ian Confrey Poem
I'm going to Australia Da
A year at the most
I'll try to be like u such a gracious host
So don't fill Ur heart wit a great sorrow
if I had the shillings I'd be home tomorrow
So tell me ma I love her and not to gloom
And make sure there's no one in my old room
I can't wait to see my family. My family the most
But I've made some great friends I don't like to boast
So wen the time comes for me to leave
My mother always told me keep a tissue up Ur sleeve
Is there work at home I don't know
There's only one way to find out we'll see how we go
Copyright © Ian Confrey | Year Posted 2015
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Ian Confrey Poem
You went to war when you were young
I'm sure people thought what has he done
And when your plane came under fire
I'm sure being back home was your greatest desire
You landed in one piece safe and sound
But that was the easy part I'm sure you found
Your friends at home were out haven fun
While you were nestling in a bunker clasping a gun
The battle of the tunnel is a story still told
Even in the papers the story was sold
You made it home and a big family was had
There's no doubt that were all glad
My dad my hero the man of the hour
There's no underestimating this man's power
Hopefully it won't take another year
Before we get out and have a beer
Copyright © Ian Confrey | Year Posted 2017
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Ian Confrey Poem
I'm not going to say your like family because you are family my brothers from different mothers
We've had our ups we've had our downs we often act like a pack of clowns
We like a drink we like a sniff and most of us enjoy a good aul spliff
We're here to work and make a few bob although there's a few that like to rob
But once in a while it has to be done sometimes for food sometimes for fun
The time will come for us to leave hopefully to the euros we want to believe
We'll never forget this foreign land hopefully we go with a couple of grand
Friends we are friends we'll be hopefully friends I often see
Copyright © Ian Confrey | Year Posted 2017
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Ian Confrey Poem
From day one you were the best
There's no doubt that I am blessed
From nursing my head when it was sore
To sending me money a million miles or more
You made me breakfast everyday
Even on a Friday you gave me some pay
You walked me to school hand in hand
When I cut my knee you'd say I'll be grand
When I was sad you wiped my tears
And when I was afraid you consoled my fears
How can I repay you I don't think I can
Even that now I am a man
To another country I did roam
But a I can write you is this poem
Mother I love you I truly do
Where would I be without you
Copyright © Ian Confrey | Year Posted 2017
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