See the sisters at play They twirl and they spin in glee They trample down cities of clay The ants and
the grasshoppers flee When playtime is finally over With broken bodies lying in dust Unaware they return whence they
came They have no concerns for bugs And the bugs forget the sisters And rebuild their fragile lives Out in the
yards where the sisters play Forgetful there danger lies And when playtime rolls back around You can bet the sisters
will return They will twirl and spin in glee And the cities of clay will burn
