Deerstalker Hat

Wet cobbles gleam in
The gas light outside;
The allies where gutter pests
Crawled in and died,

And all that you see as
The world's turning matte
Is the blurred silhouette
Of a deerstalker hat.

Whisp'ring a scripture
To only the smog:
"Polly and Annie",
The blade and the fog,

The glowing eye pinpricks;
Each Whitechapel rat
Obscured by the flaps
Of a deerstalker hat.

Come desperation;
And beasts delight!
"Long Liz and Kate",
Who go with the night,

Stalks 'round the corner;
East Side kind of cat,
A feline that's wearing
A deerstalker hat.