Rachel And Amanda
Rachel and Amanda walk side by side.
You could take them for twins.
Rachel and Amanda walk side by side,
In tune like fine engines.
Rachel and Amanda are two of a kind,
And it’s the first of a kind to be.
Their skin makes olives thirst for sun
In sunny Sicily.
They’re tall but not too tall,
Sturdy without being wide.
They improve the tepid air
When they walk side by side.
Rachel and Amanda smile at babies,
And sometimes they smile at me.
Their hair flows in streams that know
The courses of geometry.
As flowers have their day to bloom,
It’s Bloomsday for these two.
And if I could I’d have them stay
Rejoicing in my view.