Siblings
They were just siblings, they were not twins,
Her name was Sara, his - was Deny;
He was as noisy, as box of beans,
She was modest, noted by not a many.
Musician Grieg and graduals - is what she liked
And every week she went to temple;
He loved to drive his Dyna HD bike
And listened to hardcore and "Dead by April".
She liked watching animals and birds,
She painted woods and lakes, when mornings were so misty;
He was a troublemaker, ladies' man and lord of roads,
He liked women, bikes and Irish whiskey.
They've never been identical twins,
His name was Deny, hers - was Sara;
This world is full of filthy dirty dreams,
She was a saint, he was a rusher and liked to arrow.
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