The End of the Line

I'm Jenny
I'm Sara
She's Sara
She's Jen
Been best friends forever
Well, since we were ten
Met at ballet class
And ever since then
We became inseparable
The I'm Jenny
I'm Sara
She's Sara
She's Jen
Been best friends forever
Well, since we were ten
Met at ballet class
And ever since then
We became inseparable
The damage was irreparable
Jen's like my sister
And Sara's like mine
Friends till the end of the line
Had nothing much in common
Loved horses
Loved shoes
But we were attached at the hip
Jen was like a goddess
My mentor and muse
She was a nerd and a drip
But we would be together
Every hour of the day
People would see us and say
It's Jenny, and Sara
Two peas in a pod
Well, if one pea was perfect
And one pea was odd
First string-
And spare!
On the volleyball squad
Happy and gregarious
My thrills were just vicarious
Ahem!
Woo
She would point the spotlight
She'd bask in the shine
Friends till the end of the line
My skin was just like porcelain
Hers was all zits
My pores were perpetually blocked
I developed early
She had no tits
My cupboard was woefully stocked
Why would I be seen
With such a social refugee?
'Cause you always
Looked good next to me!
That's right!
So we were Jenny, and Sarah
A vulgar display
The queen of the prom
And her weird protege
I starred!
I ran lights!
In the school cabaret
I mean, have you heard Sarah sing?
Good golly, it's embarrassing
Ahh!
We were contrary forces
Who somehow combine
Friends till the end of the line
Then something crazy happened
Right after twelfth grade
That summer I blossomed and bloomed
I stepped into the sunlight
After years in the shade
And a beautiful swan was exhumed
Meanwhile, I was working
At the local Dairy Queen
And ballooned up to plus-size sixteen
Uh, Jenny
Eighteen
It's just so delicious
We both showed up to college
And, no need to pretend
I was popular right off the bat
And everyone was asking
Sarah, who is your friend?
The one who's so-
Interesting?
Fat
All this malice aimed at Jenny
Was quite startling and new
So I did what all best friends would do
I said, I'm Sarah. She's Jenny
We used to be close
Now she's desperate, and clingy
And sort of morose
I heard she gobbles
Peanut Buster parfaits by the gross
In all the world is there a sight
More tragic than this parasite?
So that is our story
And ain't it divine!
Friends till the end of the-
The cold bitter end
I guess
This is the end of the line!