It will never happen to me,
Those terrible things that you hear about.
I'm not so blind I can't see;
Above it I stand, I do not doubt.
But how, my friend, can you be so sure?
What secrets you hide and do not share?
The trust I once had in you is no more;
Let others read this and let them beware!
My advice to you both is thus short and sweet:
Foolish and wrong can we always be.
Do not lose yourself in your own conceit;
Take care not to slide into misery.