Saying, "O miner, here is one who shares
Your just desire to make this lovely land
A fit abode for heroes and their heirs
By ousting Plunder's profiteering band,
Who take the cash and leave us all the cares.
Oh, if we twain together might conspire,
Would we not grasp them by the scruff and fire
Coal merchants, barons, dukes and millionaires,
And run the business to our hearts' desire,
Paying no dividends on watered shares;