Oh, sister 27. (Memoirs of Nancy Trollop vi)

I ‘ad this fear of a bogeyman when I was a nipper

But real fear came in the form of the Ripper

Us ‘ores lived in terror of a possible attack

From the evil monster that called ‘imself Jack

It didn’t matter that ‘is crimes took place in the East End

On Robert we could no longer depend

Now and then ‘e would pitch

But spent most of ‘is time with that fancy bitch

I was curious to know what was goin’ on

Because to me it seemed that she ‘ad a thing for Siobhan

Siobhan was keepin’ stumm

And spent most of ‘er time alone in ‘er room

Yeah, so back to Jack

There was just no stoppin’ that maniac

The mood amongst the girls was very black

With every new customer there was the threat of attack

The Old Bill were doin’ their best but drawin’ a blank

Rumour ‘ad it that ‘e was a doctor and some said ‘e was a Yank

Some said that they’d saw ‘im fleein’ from a scene

Even some suggested that ‘e were related to the Queen

It was a terrible time to be an ‘ore

Shiverin’ and shakin’ when someone new came to the door

Like the American

What an obnoxious and creepy little man

And to top it all ‘e called ‘imself Dr Tripper

Bleedin’ ‘ell, it even rhymed with Ripper

I was ‘opin’ ‘e would choose one of the other three

And I was thinkin’ that it might ‘ave been Sally McGhee

But the grim little bugger opted for me

Well, it turned out that Dr Tripper weren’t the Ripper

And ‘e weren’t even a doctor an’ all

The man liked to pretend that ‘e was on a call

For a laugh I told ‘im that I ‘ad a runny nose

But the dirty little sod still made me take off me clothes

I suppose that was to be expected

And every single orifice was thoroughly inspected

Turnin’ me this way and that way for the examination

Even for an’ ‘ore it was ‘umiliation

And when ‘e was finished with ‘is inspection

This ghastly man told me that I would need an injection

Well, it was obvious that ‘e was referrin’ to ‘is todger

And the cure for my ailment was a damn good roger

That’s what ‘e said

And told me to get off the bed

I was asked to kneel on the floor

I’d never experienced shame like this before

And I cried out loud like a novice ‘ore

Normal copulation would ‘ave been just fine

Not the bleedin’ place where the sun don’t shine!

Five long minutes of degradation

With ‘im moanin’ with pleasure from ‘is own sensation

Afterwards the bugger ‘ad the cheek

To say that ‘e’d come to see me the followin’ week

And gave me two pills in case I felt weak