One so fine and free
It makes my eyes water
The other so loose and clever
It makes my eyes water
Together both my parents
And my two quarreling kids
Who keep switching sides
Leaving me to sort the mess
But who do we thank for sleep
And to sit up after they're all
Tucked in and dreaming fast
Late into the night writing
Their brilliant biographies
Bringing water to my eyes
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