Precious Golden Locks

a story of coming of age


the pretty little twin girls,

with the shining blue eyes,

and the long golden wavy curls,

and the matching outfits

are dashing through the halls

bouncing and laughing and smiling

carrying flowers to their grandmother

talking about their Tweeeen twirl

and alliterations

and the flowered blue flannel dresses

they plan to wear to their first day of school

The End

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