Poem -
Typhoid Mary
Tis a bloody shame Ms. Mary
Β Known only for plague you carry
No conscience as tis to claim
Outlasting stigmatized nickname
Twas ignorance or just plain folly
Allotting germs such a jolly
Altered names after each outbreak
Twist blind-eye to devilish mistake
Health inspectors had no regard
Casting malice twas so hard
Dreams of riches had no success
Existing as a pauper laundress
Oβ tis a bane we carry
Spirited by Typhoid Mary
Twas such a bloody shame
Neβer to discern an endgame
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Comments
Great story, it could go far, maybe expand it into a script.Β
thank you kindly, Gerard. I was just reading about her story on Wikipedia. She died never knowing or believing she was a carrier. that is what is so fascinating.Β though she must have had an inklingΒ since she would change her name often. I am so obsessed with mysteries to finally ask God these unanswered questions would be totally awesome.
what great poem thank you I will have to go look her up
thank you Greg. Her story is fascinating.
Poetess this is excellent. And of course she knew, I think she changed her name several times to remain a cook. That is the nature of poverty. She had no other trade. I feel sorry for Mary. Love this, keep digging in history. The stories never end.
Nigel
thank you kindly, Nigel
Excellent,,!
Thank you kindly Lorris
It is a fascinating story and fabulous verse xx
Thank you kindly MarionΒ
My Dear Lisa,
Poor Mary was the scapegoat
For ignorant inspectors of health
So she spent the rest of her life
Indigent, with no wealth
Love,
Larry xxx
thank you kindly Larry for your support
It is a nice subject touching.
It is a response required towards better health infrastructure to avoid health catastrophes.
thank you kindly Baljit