I am a lonely victorian maiden
who has been washed out to sea.
I pray that someone, someday,
would come and rescue me.
I have but one good, useful skill.
The problem is it won't pay a bill.
I have the heart of a righteous saint,
good will towards others with nary a complaint.
I pledge a harmonious, delightful life;
to my savior whom I'd make a first-rate wife.