And nigh on forty years ago
Webster’s paddock held the clue
Of all the missing pennies
And an owner no one knew

But still the mystery does remain
Today tis’ not one idea
As to who found all that treasure
And how was it buried so near

Maybe one of Old Joe’s kids
Somehow chanced upon the yield
They often crossed old Lyons road
And played in Webster’s field

But still the eerie thought remains
Of how many pennies were found
And why was it so necessary
To bury them underground