The Magic Coat

I had an old coat

Tweed with a collar

It didn’t cost much

A couple of dollars

The pocket broke

Cheap silk, I guess

The coins that were in it

Fell into the rest

I walked for a month

A clink in my step

The coins that had fallen

Jangled and wept

I cut it wide open

And to my surprise

The coins that were in there

Had turned to French fries