
Sisters, sisters two of a kind, they Love each other…most of the time.
Two peas in a pod, two cookies from one cutter, these two sisters are just like each other.
One likes to jump and the other does too. One wants to draw so her sister grabs the blue.
They play this way all of the time, until one day when…
While they were coloring Two says, “I’m done,” but One was still having fun. “I want to continue,” One says to Two. Two shook her head, “I am through, through, through.”
“Let’s play a new game,” Two said to One. “I want to go out and play in the sun!”
“No,” One said “I want to stay in”
“What shall we do?” One asked the other.
“Well I guess we just won’t play with each other.”
A funny thing happened when they both went their own way. They started to notice that they were not really the same.
One had blond hair, and Two had brown.
One liked blue while Two preferred green.
One was really messy and Two was quite clean.
“Perhaps we are too different after all,” Two said to One as she went out in the sun. Just as she said it a tear welled in her eye and she sat down outside and cried, cried , cried.
Inside the house, One also was sad. She hung her head low while she drew in her pad.
It just was not the same, drawing alone. Sitting there all on her own, so she grabbed her sketch pad and went out the door.
She called for Two and found her once more.
They smiled and hugged and realized at last that two sisters who loved each other could still have a blast.
Weather playing alone or playing together, these two sisters are best friends forever!
Two peas in a pod, two cookies from one cutter, these two sisters are just like each other.
One likes to jump and the other does too. One wants to draw so her sister grabs the blue.
They play this way all of the time, until one day when…
While they were coloring Two says, “I’m done,” but One was still having fun. “I want to continue,” One says to Two. Two shook her head, “I am through, through, through.”
“Let’s play a new game,” Two said to One. “I want to go out and play in the sun!”
“No,” One said “I want to stay in”
“What shall we do?” One asked the other.
“Well I guess we just won’t play with each other.”
A funny thing happened when they both went their own way. They started to notice that they were not really the same.
One had blond hair, and Two had brown.
One liked blue while Two preferred green.
One was really messy and Two was quite clean.
“Perhaps we are too different after all,” Two said to One as she went out in the sun. Just as she said it a tear welled in her eye and she sat down outside and cried, cried , cried.
Inside the house, One also was sad. She hung her head low while she drew in her pad.
It just was not the same, drawing alone. Sitting there all on her own, so she grabbed her sketch pad and went out the door.
She called for Two and found her once more.
They smiled and hugged and realized at last that two sisters who loved each other could still have a blast.
Weather playing alone or playing together, these two sisters are best friends forever!
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