Amid their annual display

Of roses, doves, and darts,

Cupid and Co. announce today

A Bargain Sale of Hearts.

Ho, luckless suitor lachrymose,

Ho, lacklove lovelorn swain,

Gallants rejected and morose,

Hearts you may here obtain.

Rare specimens that must be sold,

One that is pure and true;

One, an antique, exceeding old,

But quite as good as new.

And as we know there’ll be a crowd

Before the day is done,

No single buyer is allowed

To purchase more than one.

A man might find ’mong broken hearts

A fitting mate for his;

Dan Cupid mends with skilful arts

And sells them cheap “as is.”

Then as you take your walks abroad,

Ho, all ye lovers, stop!

And view these bargains which we laud

At Cupid’s Heartware Shop.