Faithful Friend

We ran along without a plan

To doom ourselves financially

The days and months and years flew by

Our poorness grew substantially

We buggered off without a clue

To free ourselves of prison chains

The freedom like fresh breaths of air

Our losses seeming more like gains

We sallied forth without a thought

To give ourselves a fighting chance

The guts to take less traveled roads

Our lives a candid tragic dance

We settled down without a choice

To find at last a faithful friend

The bond of twinship now full-fledged

Our closeness true-blue to the end