Twin Poem

What it is like to be a twin…sometimes it's fun and sometimes it isn't.

Being A Twin

© Amanda J. Cook
Always being a twin,
We both thought we could win.
Even though we were the same,
Means we were both to blame.
And there were always things one dislikes,
But they always had to be alike.
People always look at us a pair,
But never did they compare.
We would always play tricks,
Sometimes it was something we couldn't fix.
Even in early days of school,
We both would play with the teacher oh so cool.
It didn't matter what we would wear,
Because we always had to share.
We were both the same height.
Sometimes looking like a copyright.
Even though we are both now getting old,
We still have an image to uphold.

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Published: Apr 2008

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