MAKING A CLONE

I think what I need to make life more funIs a twin! (Of course, an identical one.)I’d pretend to be her; she’d pretend to be me.But there’s no way I can get one, unfortunately.‘‘How about a clone?’ my best friend suggested.‘We’ll get one of those,‘A clone?’ I said. ‘That can’t be cheap!Or wait,’ I added, as my heart gave a leap.‘Why don’t we make one? That would be fun!We’ll keep it a secret until it is done.’