Daft and Rotter were true friends
One day however they had a fight
neither would make amends
They fussed and they fumed
But neither would denign to speak
You would think that such friends
Would miss each other sore
But no, neither would come near
Either one’s door.
Then one day there was such a hew
And a cry, Daft said to Rotter
(In her imagination she did speak)
You know I could not replace you with another
So let’s be friends for ever and a day
So since then they have spoken and and it has
Always been that way.