Kiddo and Skiddo were really quite a pair
People loved to watch them, sorta like the fair
Kiddo twiriled a crooked stick while Skiddo spun around
The twirl and the spin, a mesmerizing sound
They started in the spring and went into the fall
For many years they did this, until there was a stall
They had both grown older, Kiddo a new love found
Skiddo just a memory now resting in the ground