"silk and Champane,Denim and Beer"
We are so different but born the same.
We look alike but we have different names.
She was miss prim and proper and oh so grand.
I was just the opposite I wore dirty clothes and
played in the sand.
My dad took me my sister went with her mother.
We growed-up separted but knew we always
had each other.
I lived a different life and was always sad.
My life without a mother only my dad.
She lived the good life never done without.
Had everything she wanted never had to pout.
We found each other when we grew-up.
Now we're always together like two little pups.
Teresa Skyles 4/2/10
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