I have this sterling sort of friend named Frets

Who works very hard for all his fellow Vets

Although some try to say it’s in the end very small

I salute him as honorably giving us his all

It is just how it is in the microcosm of life

To strive for the good things and avoid strife

There is wisdom, I think and believe that I see

That every instance comes down to the eventuality

That if things are ever really going to be

These things are up to you and to me

It all pays out and builds up from the first dime

And a man’s character is told in how he spends time

Frets spends his time doing his best for his fellow man

In the end, isn’t that really the best that one can?