Noah brought animals,
two by two;
not just one,
or not a few.
One is none.
A couple is one.
There's no better way,
to get things done.
Two is always best,
no matter what they are.
That's why there are two seats,
and not three,
in the front of a car.
One is alright, I suppose,
but sometimes it can be,
too much to bare.
... and sometimes two,
can be frustrating,
but there is nothing better,
than a pair.
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Author:
Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
People say to me ' why do you work alone?
I say to them 'I am never alone.
Wonder if old Noah messed up once in a while with two males or two females and that species never came to nothing.
Good write F.
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