The Magic Coin
The magic coin is a wonderful thing,
If you know how to use it happiness it can bring,
It's shiny gold face looks out on the world,
But long long ago to the sea it was hurled,
It floated to Ireland and then to Bombay,
But to drift to our country it would take another day,
It hit the banks of the sea soaked sand,
And I picked it up with a shivering hand,
My coin and I had been reunited,
I never knew I'd feel so excited.
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