mayoress

The blonde mayoress was apparently a member of the MPLA and there were indications that spies in the town were sending radio messages to the enemy. Life was monotonous and the troops took to fishing to supplement their rations.

To a Lady Majoress. / WHen I behold your head and limbs all shaking / Much like a Custard newly come from baking, / Your Velvet hood on tipto rais’d upright / As if your Hinch boy challenge would to fight. / Your pretty mouth, like Oyster gaping wide, / As if it did expect ere long the tyde; / Your Chin like Aple, both so red and shrivel’d, / So scalded by a hot rhume hourly drivel’d.