Out Of The Mine

Miraculous feat

all out of the ground,

miraculous feat,

now safe and sound.

However…

Uh-oh,

Who’ll it be,

who’ll be top-side

when out’a the slag?

Johnny, Johnny,

cat’s out’a the bag.

Not a smart request

for  the world to see,

wife or mistress

who’ll it be?

Day sixty-nine

beneath the ground

buried sixty-nine days

in the San Jose Mine.

Johnny, Johnny,

were you in mental distress,

requesting a greeting

from  both wife and mistress.

However…

“I’ll not be there!”

Johnnies misses said.

“If she’s there

It’ll not be me!

I won’t be there

for the  world to see!”

Out of the mine now,

Who’ll it be?

Opps!

Kissing the mistress

for the world to see.

Johnny, Johnny

in so much trouble

you’ll be!