• Michael Mullins
  • Michael "The Bard" Mullin
  • "The Bard of Foremass"
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    Sing us a song of joy

    We’ve songs that scare and songs that scoff
                    And songs that set us sighing
    Now sing us one to make us laugh
                    And send waist buttons flying.

    Since laughter cures a lot of ills,
                    Lets laugh till our sides get sore
    Laughter is cheaper and better than pills
                    You buy in a chemist’s store.

    We’ve tears enough in the world today
    And fears enough in the offing
    A whiff and a puff drive clouds away;
                    Give us a dose of laughing.

    Tune your harp to the skylark’s lilt
                    For larks to heaven belong.
    ‘Tis useless crying o’er milk that’s spilt,
                    Sing us a merry song.

    Sing for a change a song of joy
                    That turns our grief to gladness
    And a sad old man to a bright young boy,
                    We’re sick of songs of sadness.

    MICHAEL MULLIN, ‘The Bard of Foremass,
    Foremass Lower, Sixmilecross, Co. Tyrone.

    Footnote by P.D. : –
    Some philosopher once said “I think therefore I am” – in my father’s case, “He wrote therefore He was”.  These are some of the memories I have of the father I knew at home years ago and the father I renew through his poems today.