For The Mine., Poetry

For The Mine.

For the mine,

The miner bought a hat.

While buying it he sought,

Everything with it.

For the mine,

The miner bought the coat.

What he would use it for,

Was unknown to all.

His happiness in the mine,

Was self-sufficient and combined.

He became the miner of the season,

And brought home happiness and thyme. Adios!

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