Success

Success is like a wary fish

     Down in the waters deep;

He waves his fins an’ blinks his eye,

     An’ ‘pears to be asleep.

You drop your hook, all baited nice,

     Down where you see him lay;

An' if you tech him on the nose

     He’s apt to back away.

Ol’ fish “success” is purty sly,

     Won’t gobble of your bait

At fust, but you light up your pipe

     An’ settle down an’ wait.

You stick right there, a-holt the line,

     Till he gets weak an’ thin;

Bime by he’ll swaller hook an’ all.

     An’ you kin pull him in.

March 31, ‘09