You may be a marvelous champion and your fans in large numbers may grow
A sporting hero of your hometown the one everyone wish to know
You are the person of the moment the sporting icon of the town
But as good if not better than you have been beaten and in the popular stakes have dropped down
It is known that you do feel conceited but for this fan adulation can be to blame
For the greatly admired it is hard to be humble it is not a humbling thing fame
When you are one who is celebrated and your praises the fans love to sing
Defeat can be ego deflating and a very humbling thing
Eventually the best are beaten for fleeting the physical prime
All champions grow slower and older everyone does fall victim to time
We are like the deciduous trees of the Summer that lose their beauty to the Fall
Of time we all do become victims for it does take care of us all
And though you may be a marvelous champion heroes do come and do go
For time the thing that does rust iron eventually becomes everyone's foe
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