Our family

				Mel: My Bonnie

My father makes counterfeit money,
my mother brews synthetic gin.
My sister sells kisses to sailors,
and that's how the money rolls in!

My uncle's a slum missionary,
saving young maidens from sin.
He'll save you a blond for a shilling,
and that's how the money rolls in!
	
My aunt runs a girl seminary,
teaching young girls to begin.
She never says where they're to finish,
and that's how the money rolls in!

My sister's a musical dancer,
for sixpence she'll strip to the skin.
God knows what she'll do for a shilling,
and that's how the money rolls in!

My father has spent all his money,
my mother has drunk all her gin.
My aunt's with my brother in prison,
and so no more money rolls in!