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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.

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