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The Happy Soul ©

Tom Barker
Joondalup, Australia

Ah she wus a happy soul,
but she wus gettin' owd.
She went aht't coal shed,
'cos she wus feelin' cowd.

She came back wi' a lump o' coal,
an' chucked it on't fire.
Then sat dahn wi' 'appy smile,
'cos 'er arm 'ad begun ti tire.

Coal bont brite then suddenly spit,
an' diamonds covered't mat.
Two rolled close ti 'er foot,
an' another 'it't cat.

She still is a happy soul,
now delicately sips the wine.
An' butler gently stokes the fire,
'cos she bought the whole coal mine.


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