Long ago the Brothers Wright
Were men of odd but great renown,
As different as day and night,
The neighbors called them Up and Down.
Now Up Wright was devout and lean,
Proper, virtuous and prim.
Whenever he felt low or mean
He merely sighed or sang a hymn.
A queerer pair was never made;
For Down Wright, short and thick,
Who always called a spade a spade,
Loved to argue, fight and kick.
Yet through the ups and downs of life
Through thick and thin, through good and ill,
In spite of all their constant strife
The brothers lived together still.