The Watcher

The watcher he watches.
Just sits on a hill.
All day watching over the village of bill. 
Every one wonders why.
Nobody asks.
They leav him to sit,
while they go mine gas.
One day it happened.
The day I found out.
Mr. watcher was ringing and ringing a bell.
Nobody knew he was the ringer.
Everybody knew what it ment. 
I watched the watcher as they fished out the girl.
Watching as he watched the girl who fell in the well.
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