by stormseeker223whitesville, West Virginia, USA
Nov 2013 524 Views 3 comments
Cheerleader poem
I'm a miner lady tall and proud
It's my job to rile up the crowd
When we're down a goal
Here us shout
"Come on miners! Rock it out!"
It's my job to rile up the crowd
When we're down a goal
Here us shout
"Come on miners! Rock it out!"
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Posted: Nov 2013
About this poem:
My niece is a coal river miner and I wrote this for her. She taught it to all her friends. Goes to the tune I'm a little teapotPoems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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