I'm in love with twins
One she runs, jumps, and swims
The other dances, sings, and swoons
Yet alike they are as two moons
Passion is a sport
Strong and smoothly tanned, the cross country sort
Grace is a party
Soft and sweetly stained, the kind leaves a lingering taste so sharply
But which in the end i'll choose
I don't think I'm ever gonna know
Cuz neither would I ever want to loose
And I could never bear to watch the other go
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