Friends Of Old

Five and a half KGs of gold

What worth would it hold

Against the friends of old

Four rascals are back, I'm told

Going back to the basics then

High School was the place when

Each one of them did gain

The friendship free of pain

Promises were made too, that time

Plans were made to absolutely shine

Fantastic was going their rhyme

Until life played its own chime

Success was what they sought

Fame was what everyone got

But the question was at what cost

Some other time, today let's just toast

So the Richie rich were there

Everyone had a story to share

For hearing, everyone did care

Well done! Oh, what a player!!

Seeing them was a sight to behold

So many memories did unfold

Within the friends of old

Four rascals were back, I was told