25 June 2012
Rouge smeared thickly over my cheeks, Time for work out on the streets. Stockings rolled out over my legs, Them lads better not misbehave. Find my best knickers under the floorboards, Said they found them recently renovating this hooker hoard. Bring the sailors back for a steep old fee, I don't come cheaply, no not me! Was made for this business can't you see? After all, the place is called Amelia Street. Hello sailor, fancy some fun? Don't worry, this night's only begun. Why's my neck crooked? I'm glad you asked, I fell down the stairs and my neck was all cracked. That's why business been awful rough Have you ever seen a ghost in the buff? Fell down the stairs at The Crown Saloon, I used to make you seadogs swoon. Pretty Amy, always a laugh, Give you anything if only you ask, But now I'm faded, cheeks and all All because of my little fall. You can come and visit if you want, Come see me in my boozy haunt.
©Delilah
Haunted Belfast #4: Amelia • Opuss № I