I often pick up your shoes and walk in them Some say I am too big for them Some say I have no right to be in them Some look on with envy as I walk past them Some hold my hands when they see my unsteady feet wearing them A few even try to steal them Dear success, your shoes at times ache and I need to discard them I am prone to looking for different types that sit on me well Oh my dear success, why does man covet you so? I love you when i complement you with the socks of excellence Take a bow, my dear, We need you to complete one another not compete with any other.. For a better read: I often pick up your shoes and walk in them Some say I am too big for them Some say I have no right to be in them Some look on with envy as I walk past them
