Mustard!
Ketchup!
Mustard!
Driving down the quiet city streets
On the way to preschool
Shouting started from the backseat.
Mustard!
Ketchup!
Excited, playful shouting
Not the often heard bickering
Mustard!
Mustard!
It started seemingly from nowhere
There was no discussion about
Favorite condiments for
Hot dogs, hamburgers or french fries
They just started shouting
Ketchup!
Mustard!
It took me another three blocks to realize
They had created a game out of the ether.
When they saw something red, they yelled
Ketchup!
And when they saw something yellow, they yelled,
Mustard!
There was no discussion beforehand
About the game to be played
But they started at the same, in perfect unison
And that-
Twin Hive Mind
Frightens me
Terribly
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