Long ago, in bye gone days,
when times were cold and hard,
there lived a man, a lonely man
who lived without regard,
for the thoughts of others.
Solitary, singular, lonely man,
please think of your amends,
for if you stay the way you are
you will soon have no friends.
So be you kind to those who are
the core that you surround
and you will find that those who care
will still want you around.