Laura’s Art Shoppe Limerick Contest 2015
A Cobalt miner named Fred
Bent over and bumped his head.
When he looked down
Silver nuggets he found
But went straight to bed instead.
A boardinghouse lady from Cobalt
Yelled to the judge, “it’s not my fault.
I took miners in
Then they sold my gin.”
Said the bootlegging lady from Cobalt.
We worked at Kerr Lake at a mine site
Finding silver from morn until late night.
The digging was hard
But boss was a bard,
His poems and his songs a delight.