Owen Suffolk

(Born: 1829 / Australia)

Untitled 2


I'm out in the world once more,
And I mean to run the rig,
For I've learned from the prison lore
That the pauper fares worse than the prig.
I've shivered and starved in vain,
And been honest for months in rag,
So if I'm convicted again,
I think it won't be on the vag.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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