Older Sister Paula

I have an older sister
I’ve hated since my youth;
Although I also love her —
(A common family truth)

Because she is so different
From every one of us;
It’s something that we try to hide
And don’t, indeed, discuss —

But yet, I spill the truth today
The truth we long have feared;
My sister sits apart, in that
She’s not completely weird

The rest of us are very strange
And have been, all our lives;
While she abides in normalcy
And savors it, besides

The dark family embarassment
That we keep out of sight:
My sister’s very normal
And that just isn’t right

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