Big Nickel Eyes
Poem about Sudbury, Ontario, Canada
It's at the top of the hill.
It's silver and shiny.
It's broad and it's tall.
It'll make you feel tiny.
It's above an old mine.
It's next to some rails.
It's a dot on the horizon.
It's not heads and not tails.
It's a circle with edges.
It's a coin large in size.
It's the money we made
for our Big Nickel Eyes.
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