Poor Girlie
My parents told me not to smoke;
I don’t.
Nor listen to a naughty joke;
I don’t.
They told me it was wrong to wink
At handsome men, or even think
About intoxicating drink;
I don’t.
To dance or flirt was very wrong;
I don’t.
Wild girls chase men and wine and song;
I don’t.
I kiss no men, not even one—
In fact, I don’t know how it’s done;
You wouldn’t think I have much fun—
I don’t.
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