Monday, August 30, 2010

No More Will I

No More Will I
 “by Anthony Gostling”

No more will I wake up to the pit whistle call

No more will I walk to the pit-head cage which I find more difficult at my tender age

No more will I descend to that dark black hole to dig the hard black coal

No more will I see my pony and tram, or sit there eating cold spam and not ham

No more will I give the signal to say that’s it boy’s end of another day

No more will I see the light from below and ask dear God to save my soul

And has I walk away from that pit, I chew my tobacco look back and then spit

And say to myself that’s it, I quit, I’ll not be back at the dreadful pit…!

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