I Would Never Raise My Child Like That
She had all kinds of suggestions.
I was raising my children incorrectly.
She could not stop giving me ideas.
She had never had children of her own,
but I pretended to listen.
My children groaned when they saw her coming.
Made themselves scarce, which gave me a little break.
Ten years later when she had her own children she apologized
for all of those "I would never.'s" because she told me that she has now.
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