Much sweeter than hyacinths,
Is the heart of Mary Ann.
Smiling, she sure is good at,
Of her smiles I'm a big fan.

The Double Delight roses,
her sweetness, they cannot beat.
her friendship I sure treasure,
Her I sure do like to meet.

The sweetness of bees' honey,
the bears are sure in search of,
I'll search for something better,
Her heart that's so full of love.

I find her heart a rare find.
It is one that's always kind.