Imagine you’re a carpet,
where you do get tread on,
remember you’re the reason,
why their feet are not sodden,
envisage you’re a paper plate,
that they flippantly tear,
but you house the vol-au-vents,
to say their meal is there,
thus, you’re not a third wheel,
you keep them off the ground,
you make such a good tripod,
so stable, and so sound,
hence, you’re a vital part,
don’t say that you’re a fool,
as whenever you’re around,
you make the scene so cool.