The doctor had two daughters

One was a saint

The other was not

One was a prude

The other was hot

One was smart

The other - a tart

One was homely

But she was nice

The other was sexy

But cold as ice

I could have married one of the two

They both adored me

But what would I do?

Marry the sweet one

and have a perfect and faithful wife

Or wed the steamy one

and worry the rest of my life

Assuredly she would have an affair

and find herself an eager lover

Leaving me

wanting the other

Poem and Cover Illustration Copyright © 2021 by Michael DeFrancesco