At 5, you talked about dolls
Your Barbie doll got married to her Ken,
So she snatched away your doll.
At 13, you sat and crammed together for the exam,
You wrote and passed,
She slept and flunked.
At 17 you both fell for the same guy
He fell for her,
At 22 you were both away from home
She was with the wrong guy,
You told her so.
At 30 when you meet her
Its still giggles and all night chatter
And yes you still fight!