Quindean and Quindine
Quindean was mad at her silly loud-mouth sister, Quindine.
Quindine accidentally said they were eight when they were nine.
She hid her favorite clothes; threw away her saddle shoe.
What else would an angry, nine-year-old identical twin do?
Quindean was so blasted and utterly mad,
She booked Quindine on a slow boat to north Chad.
Her twin was instantly shanghaied and led away,
So it is Quindean’s fault she has no friend to play.
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