Each of both in likeness finds,
The other side, the other shoe,
The other one in kindness shines,
The first is tossed, the second booed,
The second one in tired flies,
Around the room, behind the tube,
While first is gone and second hides,
We're all left outside the cube.
So second comes and first one goes,
So first gives up and second takes,
The eye of safety for her woes,
And admiration for our sakes,
Then first and second united be,
For seconds seems, the hours dream,
And all the while can mommy see,
The glint the rides the youthful beam.
Steven Rodgers
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/two-little-munchkins/
