Mr. Black Goldmine
A gentleman so fine
The star most desired
For his fortune admired

Mr. Black Goldmine

Owns rare yards of vine
Has wells of golden wine
Everyone wants to sip
At his altars worship

Mr. Black Goldmine

A diabolical design
They schemed to crack his spine
And now the man's lame
His face lost its shine

Mr. Black Goldmine

His children shall unite
Show all the world their might
They'll never lose their fight
Against the foreign swine

Mr. Black Goldmine
A gentleman so fine

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Written for PoetsPub April Contest 2019