My father and I
both feel sick in crowded rooms
because if there was a fire
people might not behave rationally

My father and I
both cry when children sing
because it reminds us
of when singing was only made of joy

My father and I
both are proud of our hooked noses
because they evoke majesty
just a little bit royal

My father and I
both love each other
because we are the same
but not quite so