| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Sisters, sisters There were never such devoted sisters, Never had to have a chaperone, no sir, I am there to keep my eye on her Caring, sharing Every little thing that we are wearing When a certain gentleman arrived from Rome She wore the dress, and I stayed home All kinds of weather, we stick together The same in the rain and sun Two different faces, but in tight places We think and we act as one
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