HH (February 24th,1990 / Niagara Falls, New York)


Bridget's sixteenth birthday came and went
Just another day of skirts and ties
No letter from her parents she was sent
Another holiday of swollen eyes
Another Saturday she spent in bed
She woke up to a knock upon her door
'This came for you today, ' her roomate said
And dropped a large brown box down on her floor
The tape came off in one majestic tear
A suitcase brought heresy to her mind
The whole of England waited way out there
Much more than Saint Mary's School of Girls to find
Inside, two neatly folded outfits, never worn
Not her Catholic uniform of plaid
A ten pound note, its edges frayed and torn
More money than she thought she'd ever had
And a card that read, 'I know you hate it there,
You don't need much and now you don't need theft.
Your life can be your own, no need to share.
Best of luck from me to you, ' and so she left

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