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The Iron Lady, we used ter call 'er.
The Guverness was cruel and vindictive, but fair.
Every month we 'ad to iron every piece of linen on Lucifer's
Island. Even every last bloomin' 'ankychief.
Sometimes, when she was sufferin' one of 'er funny turns
she'd make us iron all the island's natural foliage too.
But we luvved 'er.
