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Always together
like salt and pepper, are ham and eggs, arms and legs. A pen goes with ink. The stove with the sink, and isn't it nice that skates go with ice? Like crackers and cheese, we find honey with bees. We find sisters with brothers, and fathers with mothers. This was written many years ago by my son Michael when he was a young boy. He is now forty three years old!
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