Tough As Nails Bill

Poem By Francis Duggan

At sports he will never know of any fame
But he is one who does live up to his nickname
As Tough As Nails Bill for he is strong and tough
And in the football oval he plays very rough
Sturdy and burly and muscular and tall
Though he will never know of renown at football
But of the players of the local league the strongest and roughest of all
As those who have played against him in hindsight recall
He goes to the local pub almost every night
With a few ales in he is always happy and never looks for fight
Even the local thugs respect him for his strength and size
And realize for to pick a fight with him would not be very wise
For to be good at football he lacks the necessary skill
Though he lives up to his nickname as Tough As Nails Bill.

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