Friends...

Those cheap lunatics, with notions as reckless as they are,
Pouring mischief through the hours, keeping every dull day far.
And yet, the moment you’re caught and spanked on your only butt,
They’ll shove their own in too, with an incomprehensible gut!

Billowing with madness, whether stoned or sane,
Holding up a smile, even while they wince in pain.
Sharp with words, they spin even the worst with wit,
So you never look the fool, though you’re the one who ate the grit.

Teetotaler, the sad, the sick, the sadist with the raunchiest joke,
Or eccentric, egotist, dullard, the biggest of every bloke.
No matter who or what they are, you never can look down on them,
‘Cause they were the ones who held you up when the whole world gave a DAMN!!