A Trophy For Everyone

I am fairly certain that I couldn't write a Love Guide? I could try – after years of developing a connoisseur-like wandering eye -- but, after all has been said and dones (need the plural), about my many non-wins, and, not so many, in fact, few occasional-wons~ ahead of time, outcomes, whether day or night, I've never been right! But, I can say, it is definitely not about degrees of intelligence...or, in my case, lack of degrees. As for feelings, losers are just as passionate – my firsthand accounts more, I think, love can be likened to a horse-race: if one doesn't break a leg or foul before the finish-line, even last place is deserving of a trophy – for just having been brave enough to compete~ on blessed occasion, finishing affectionately with 4 feet.