Classic Poem

Oh! I'm the New Year,
Come, look at my wares;
I've wishes all good
And just a few cares.

Oh! what will you have?
Come, buy, cheap or dear,
Oh! what will you have,
A hope or a fear?

Oh! what will you have?
Come, buy, young and old;
I've work and I've play,
I've days warm and cold.

Oh! what will you have?
There's no time to lose,
Bright days or dull weather,
I know which you'll choose.

And for little children
I've seasons so gay,
And each has a portion
Of work and of play.

So come, young and old,
And buy from my pack,
And be sure with each purchase
Good luck you'll ne'er lack.