A Respected Old Maid
 

He asked me for a date.
I seriously objected!
I knew the feeling was great,
But I might not be respected!

He asked to hold my hand,
I seriously objected!
I knew the feeling was grand,
but I might not be respected!

He asked me for a kiss, A KISS!
I seriously objected!
I knew the feeling was bliss,
but I might not be respected!

And now I’m old and gray,
by men I am rejected.
They call me an old maid,
but HECK! I am respected!