Enough to be my Valentine?
There’s a musical girl in Kalamazoo,—
But I hear she beats Time, so she won’t do;
There’s a fair New York girl, proud and calm,
But they say she kills Time without a qualm!
A pretty clubwoman I saw one day,
But ‘I won’t have Time,’ I heard her say.
For one of those summer girls I yearn;
But they declare they ‘have Time to burn.’
There are lovely girls in a Southern clime,