Most of us stand on twos
We work with twos
We see with twos
We speak closing and opening twos
We hear on twos
So why can’t we work as a team?
Ever wondered why we can see it all raw
Except our backs?
Maybe it is a puzzle
To see it all
But leave a portion to be seen and well taken care of by some other
The twos need others
So let the one machine in the chest accommodate
And the twos shall smile on end