A War of Young Girls

How then to answer so indecent a proposal?
To wage war against it with all one’s weapons:
Rally up legions of propriety
And piety.
Bend arrows of honor
And outrage
From behind shields of indecision
And, all else fail,
Call forth proud dignity
For which all hail.

Now vanquished army:
Strike your banner of battle,
Give up the fight,
Kiss him good-night.