My children

Go missing

When it’s time to do chores

I thought they were here

Just the moment before

So my children get grounded

Sent to bed without supper

Never seeming to bother them

Especially the brother

It’s twins, you see

Runs in my family

First Adam

Then Emily

And they both look like me

They are usually so good

Why, they’re hardly around

More quiet than whispers

Clean rooms always found

They do keep me company

Without making a sound

I’m so glad they are there

Me only I can see

They live in my mind

And we love us

We three