Nurse Maureen Kelly Diary Entry (67)

• February 3, 2017 16:20:06 Stefania Biron

  Till a man with a face like a ship in distress

  Came and stole my poor Phyllis from me.

  He took her for walks round the gas-works

  And stood her to bad ginger-beer

  Then one night when I was in prison

  He whispered his tale in her ear

  Then she packed the home in a hat bod

  And left me a letter which read:

  "I have gone with man who detests me

  If you follow I'll have you instead."

  In my rage I knelt on the ceiling

  And swore as I only could swear

  
  

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• February 3, 2017 16:19:57 Stefania Biron

  Till a man with a face like a ship in distress

  Came and stole my poor Phyllis from me.

  He took her for walks round the gas-works

  And stood her to bad ginger-beer

  Then one night when I was in prison

  He whispered his tale in her ear

  Then she packed the home in a hat bod

  And left me a letter which read:

  "I have gone with man who detests me

  If you follow I'll have you instead.

  In my rage I knelt on the ceiling

  And swore as I only could swear

  
  

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