Before we knew what was happening
not that we do now
we volunteered
for a three-legged race
and liked it so much
we refuse to cut the knot!

Our fandango is staggering
our stumbling steps
barely move us along
but we have our own way
for as two heads are better than one
three legs are better than two.

Four legs? That is complete strangers you fool.

Hello Adam,

I liked it. Maybe in drafting cut a half-dozen prepositions, conjunctions, butcher the exclamation? It may kill the patient, have a go, I dunno...it might draft to a weightier piece...

Also very derivative of J Dunne's 'Siamese Twin,' 1804

Lost amidst heathen
on boat with brethren
reverend Twain, my twin
stuck on him.

No, yours is better, all the best. Yours is an amusing poem, elements of wisdom poking through, hew.