Woodbine Lizzie

Woodbine Lizzie Do you remember Woodbine Lizzie? In her many coats, heavy ‘ginst wind, Dark and moth eaten, most, And battered tram conductor’s hat Balanced on a ragged cloche That women of jazz age did not ‘leev 'ooam wiyaat’. Boots with heels, our father remembers, Pounding out cobbles Of city where she weathers each storm, … Continue reading Woodbine Lizzie