The Outlet Twins
The two black and white mini-twins seemed surprised beyond surprised.
Their mouths were open like codfish in the middle of a yell.
These babies were stacked on top of each other when they caught my eye.
Black-eyed babies, with elongated mouths showing a startle that fell.
“Don’t touch that!” My mommy screamed at me, as I began to reach
Now I was startled, just trying to comfort them, to take away their blue.
“They are dangerous!” she and my grandmother in unison shrieked.
They are twin-minis, I thought, having no fear at all, being two.
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