A PINK SHIRT WAIST.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume XIX, Issue XXI, 13 November 1897, Page 672

A PINK SHIRT WAIST.

There’s a lustre in her opties Anil a heaven in her smile ; There’s poetry in her carriage, There’s decorum in he.r style. Oh. but her voice is low and pleasing, And her modesty and grace Lends a sweetness to the maiden In the Pink Shirt Waist. With her sunny tresses falling Like a cataract of gold O’er divinely moulded shoulders, Snowy white, but never cold — Oh, the heart with rapture’s bobbing While 1 view the blue eyes chaste Of the maiden who’s attired In the Pink Shirt Waist. She abhors the baggy bloomers So suggestive of the Turk : She affects no stunning costumes— Calls them all the devil’s work ; She is pleased and well contented to lie modest, pure, and chaste, And adorn her perfect figure With a Pink Shirt Waist. She's familiar with the flowers, Knows their origin and name ; She has read the classic authors Who’ve achieved immortal fame, You may bet she is a corker, For she rode a mile unpaced In fifty-seven seconds And a Pink Shirt Waist.