The poem
It is not power and fame That make success; It is not rank or name Rate happiness. It is not honour due Nor pile of pelf: The pay-off is: Did you Enjoy yourself?
A pal of days gone by I reckon more Of a success than I Who've gold in store His life, though none too long, Was never dull: Of woman, wine and song Bill had his full.
Friend, you are a success If you can say: "A heap of happiness Has come my way. No cheers have made me glad, No wealth I've won; But oh how I have had A heap of FUN!"