Opposites

If I move, she grooves
If I shake, she bakes
If I tell, she yells
If I date, she grates
If I groan, she moans. 
 
I am right here,
She is over there
I'm making, she's faking. 
She's day, I'm night.
 
We don't fight?
We do
For we're sisters.
 
And we’re
This, too:
 
Opposites.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Slaughter Avatar
June 26, 2010 at 4:48 PM
Very good! I loved this one! I've never had a sister, but my dad and his brother are twins, I see them arguing all the time, and over nothing! lol
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June 26, 2010 at 11:36 AM
Lol,,, lovely take on opposites it's difficult for sisters to site with one another lol... enjoyed...P.D.
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