Rathcoole's Alfie Cooney

Poem By Francis Duggan

Rathcoole's Alfie Cooney is no stranger to fame
In Duhallow and beyond his is a household name
The Manager of Rathcoole Rovers is known far and wide
And credit to him never can be denied.

Rathcoole's Alfie Cooney is one free of guile
And he is one who never finds it hard to smile
So helpful and kind hearted people like him are rare
For others he is one who genuinely care.

He is now in his sixties years beyond his prime
But for a worthy cause one generous with his time
In the cause of humanity he has made his mark
And in his honour in Rathcoole they have Cooney Park.

From his association with Gaelic Games and Soccer his reputation did grow
And in Duhallow Alfie is one many know
Of due to his Community work and his easy going way
He will be involved with Sport till his life's final day.

Physically wise his better days may be long gone
But Rathcoole's Alfie Cooney he keeps keeping on
All around Duhallow his is a well known face
And without him Rathcoole would be a poorer place.

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