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Our brother says that Will was born / The very day that Dickie came; / When one is four the other is, / And all their birthdays are the same.
Their coats and waists are just alike; / They have their hats together, too. / They sleep together in one bed, / And Will can put on Dickie's shoe.
But they are not the same at all; / Two different boys they have to be, / For Dick can play in Mother's room / When Will is climbing in a tree.
Or maybe Will is on the porch / To cry because he stubbed his toe, / And Dick is laughing by the gate / And watching ants go in a row.