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Mollie Thompson
(Burton-upon-Trent)
The workhouse is a terrible place
Hatred and hunger are hard on the case
Enemies lurk around every corner here
Who can I trust ‘cause I’m filled with fear
Odious stenches breathed in the air
Really all we want is a bit of love and care
Kicking and punching, bumps on my head
Horrible things crawl within my bed
Orders from sisters’ rules we must follow
Unfriendly attitudes from clown in the hollow
Shy children hiding away,
Empty rooms, not filled with children, who never get
a say.