'Liza's old man's perhaps a little shady, <br />'Liza's old woman's prone to booze and cring; <br />But 'Liza deems herself a perfect lady, <br />And proves it in her feathers and her fringe. <br />For 'Liza has a bloke her heart to cheer, <br />With pearlies and a barrer and a jack, <br />So all the vegetables of the year <br />Are duly represented on her back. <br />Her boots are sacrifices to her hats, <br />Which knock you speechless-like a load of bricks! <br />Her summer velvets dazzle Wanstead Flats, <br />And cost, at times, a good eighteen-and-six. <br />Withal, outside the gay and giddy whirl, <br />'Liza's a stupid, straight, hard-working girl.<br /><br />William Ernest Henley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/london-types-liza/
