She attracted men’s amorous glances
At morning teas, suppers and dances;
Her damn chaperone
Wouldn’t leave her alone,
When she’d rather have taken her chances!
Tag: chaperone
Virtue's reward
She’d sit, hands in her lap, and bemoan,
That because of her damned chaperone,
Though she longed to be kissed,
And she wouldn’t resist,
What damn chance, when they’re never alone?