Luck? I don’t know the word. Shifts its...

Our Country's Good

Liz Morden

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Luck? I don’t know the word. Shifts its bob when I comes near. Born under a ha’penny planet I was. Dad’s a nibbler, don’t want to get crapped. Mum leaves. Five brothers, I’m the only titter. I takes in washing.

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You could nob it here, Lizzie, I thinks, bobcull gov, this niffynaffy play, not too much work, good crew of rufflers, Kable, Arscott, but no, Ross don’t like my mug, I’m nibbed again and now it’s up the ladder to rest for good. Well. Lizzie Morden’s life.


For full monologue, please see: Wertenbaker, Timberlake. Our Country’s Good, Methuen, pp. 23.

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