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Into the wet miserable grey sky
To his full height of 10 meters high
Rose the Giant mechanical machine
A piece of history was this scene.

A light shone bright from his miner`s hat
And from his belly fire and smoke he spat
Then he blinked his eyes and he turned his head
Moving his arms as more coal he was fed.

Half man, half engine never before seen
The tin mining industry history machine
It saved miners from falling from great heights
These platforms carried them up and down flights.

There was no more need for ladders at all
Saving the weary miners from a great fall,
Platforms and moving rods is all that it took
These Cornish Tin Mines took on a new look.

Engineered in Cornwall it was their design
He travelled from Tamar to Geevor tin mine
10th Anniversary of the World Heritage site
To see this achievement was a delight.


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