Star light, star bright,
Grant for me, one wish tonight
Make Title IX, and its great rule
Retroactive, to my high school
To see our Helen, put the shot,
Or see Sue, in the mile to trot
Or Diane, on crashing boards,
For girls' athletics, great rewards
And in life, a choice to vary
Not but nurse, or secretary
Make Title IX, 'cause it is great
Retroactive, to '58.
It's my party, and I'll cry if I want to.