Years ago, two boys were born.
Just like twins, they looked.
Or so everyone would say.
Two years separated the boys.
Aside from this fact,
Little difference could be found between them.
Many years passed and the boys grew apart.
A man of whiskers, the eldest became.
Clean shaven, the youngest always was.
Despite their outwardly differences,
The boys remained the same in one respect.
Sad and depressed, they both were inside.
So it should come as no surprise,
That just like twins, they both died one day.
Each with a broken heart.
by Cody McCullough