The Postage Stamp
There was a little postage stamp
No bigger than your thumb,
But still it stuck right to the job
Until its work was done.
They licked it and they pounded it
‘Til it would make you sick;
And the more it took a lickin’
The better it would stick.
Let’s all be like the postage stamp
In playing life’s game;
And just keep on a-stickin’
Though we hang our head in shame.
The stamp stuck to the letter
‘Til it saw it safely through;
There’s no one can do it better-
Let’s keep sticking and be true.
-author unknown
