poem of twos

they came in twos, marching down the street
as if to some unheard, unwhispered beat

singing in a silly language of their own
while the others cooed "look how they've grown"

some wore green, and stayed with their kin
others wore nothing and had to stay in

some were deaf and some were blind
it was obvious they'd all lost their minds

one-two, one-two, one-two, one-two
then a girl stopped to tie her shoe

this destroyed the entire line
they had to wait till she was fine

then the little group marched on
past every house and its lawn

it was a great break from a boring day
and i joined them just to run away

and we travel about the world in twos
waiting, watching, making the news

and our song is silent, can't you hear?
listen, listen, as it draws near...