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You had no expectations
As I walked through your door
A "Wilkinson" from "King style Close"
You'd met their kind before
"She'll be just like her sisters
There'll be no hidden gem"
So you wrote upon your label
"Just another one of them"
You gave me lists of words to spell
You said, "Learn them at home"
And when I mixed the letters round
All you did was moan
You sang a song called "Tables"
You said, "What's seven times three?"
I know I'd learned the tune so well
But the words evaded me.
You gave me sticks of charcoal
You said, "Go draw your friend"
I couldn't catch her likeness
And failed in the end
You gave me wool and needles
You said, "Go knit a square"
You focused on the holes you saw
The bits that were not there
Stripped down to vest and knickers
You said, "Go race your peers"
And when I came in last
You didn't see my tears
You missed me in the playground
Finding those that were alone
Sharing balls and skipping ropes
Never playing on my own
You always looked for failures
And things I could not do
So you never saw the kindness
That was always shining through
You never glimpsed the butterfly
My friends could always see
To you I was that caterpillar
On a leaf, on the family tree
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