Oh, sister 8. (Memoirs of Siobhan MacGeary ii)

The look on Nancy’s face

But ye have to agree that it was a disgrace

A grown man actin’ like a child

And the purity o’ infancy bein’ so defiled

It makes ye wonder who was to blame

If he was deprived o’ a mother’s love then that was a shame

I had that same look like Nancy when Sally brought me on board

One of her punters had me floored

When he began to behave like a chicken

If that wasn’t enough to sicken

He flapped his elbows and started cluckin’

Then pecked at the seeds that Sally was chuckin’

He certainly wasn’t any cause for alarm

But ye have to question an obsession that stems from a farm

Sally wasn’t fazed by one so crazed

“Let him pretend to lay his eggs,” she said to me. “It’s certainly a lot better than havin’ to open yer legs.”

In a sense I had to agree with Sally McGhee

Let them be what they want to be

As long as they posed no danger to the others and me

Like silent Sarah Lee

That was his name when he became she

All we did was sit and drink tea

Never talk

Him in a frock with a very stiff…

Well, seein’ that for the first time was a bit of a shock

And I had one eye on him and one on the clock

Not really wishin’ the time away

It just would have been better if he had somethin’ to say

If he’d expressed his desire

Tell me the reason for the female attire

But all he did was sit and sup

And pay what he owed when his time was up

Sometimes the job could be a bit o’ a bore

But much rather that than bein’ a two shillin’ whore

At least we had assortment comin’ to our door

And they’d always come back

The most frequent customer was one we called Jack

The man in the box

He’d bring it with him along with the locks

And ask to be locked inside

Until his want was satisfied

And then he’d shout, “I’m finished now, you can let me out!”

What happened in the box he never confessed

But I’m sure that ye’ve probably guessed

Any disclosure was the right o’ the guest

They knew best

We were just there to adhere to their request

Some would divulge with complete exultation

While others left things to the imagination

But no matter the customer and no matter the quirk

Panderin’ to their weaknesses wasn’t somethin’ to shirk