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In Concert

I’m minded of canary bird -

though ornithologists knows best -

it seams that miners, ingrained black

should descend, carry, no caged lift,

the pristine yellow still encased,

to test the level, methane gas.

What oratorio she sings,

in concert hall of props and beams,

where pony trap and bent-low men

were picked to shovel carbon wall.

Davey the Coal too common name

beneath the slag from village pit,

but wood, the lads come lamplit coal

work on, encore, closed music hall?

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