Don't compare to others all the time
It'll drive you mad along the line
How many clubs?
What grades at school?
Were they good at home?
Are they cool?
It's better just to wait and see
Be the parent you were meant to be
In time enough
It'll all turn out
One way or the other
No matter how you shout
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Another poem inspired by the last line of a previous poem; this time it was Judge Jealousy.
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