When you get what you want in your struggle for pelf

          And the world makes you king for a day,

          Just go to a mirror and look at yourself

          And see what THAT guy has to say.

          For it isn't your father, or mother, or wife

          Who judgement upon you must pass:

          The fellow whose verdict counts most in your life

          Is the guy staring back from the glass.

          He's the fellow to please, never mind all the rest,

          For he's with you clear to the end.

          And you've passed your most dangerous, difficult test 

         If the guy in the glass is your friend.  

          You may be like Jack Horner and "chisel" a plum

          And think you're a wonderful guy,

          But the man in the glass says you're only a bum

          If you can't look him straight in the eye.

         You can fool the whole world down the pathway of years

          And get pats on the back as you pass.

          But your final reward will be heartaches and tears

          If you've cheated the man in the glass.

                                                          Dale Wimbrow 1895-1954