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Good Times

Good times, bad times, who can tell
Why could not good fortune on me have fell
We may not know the reason
We may not know the why
But this we can know
You never miss the water till the well runs dry.
Let us suppose we hit pay dirt,
Struck oil and no longer hurt.
Even though we did not want to be a pig,
We spent money on mining equipment and began to dig.
We found gold and opened the mine.
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