Nurse Maureen Kelly Diary Entry (67)

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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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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 16:20:06 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


  • 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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    Croydon

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  • Story location Croydon


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3533 / 55375
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Contributor
Eva Bunyan
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