So kindly manage this business for me,

There's a girl I adore, take your keenest dart,

And aim it straight at the Dear One's heart.

My heart iss broke,

undt so am I:

Nobody loves me,

I vonder why?

This Valentine's a fine invention

For bashful chaps, like me,

I need not even sign my name.

A great relief, you see.

If the language of the heart

Be read by love alone,

Say I to thee I can impart

The language of my own.

I've got to write this Valentine,

And send it off to you,

Or, I'm afraid you'd never guess

That I'm your sweetheart true.