"One sister for sale! One sister for sale!
One crying and spying young sister for sale!
I’m really not kidding, So who’ll start the bidding?
Do I hear a dollar? A nickel? A penny?
Oh, isn’t there, isn't there, isn’t there any
One kid who will buy this old sister for sale,
This crying and spying young sister for sale?"
I thought that these pictures and the poem were the perfect way to capture the two sides of being sisters.