This form is based on a required number of syllables per line, rather than a rhyme pattern.
You are our parents' only son, three sisters grew and gave you guff; you stood alone on constant guard, in teasing vein and comic mien. I am the sibling next in line— the cagey one— a boomerang who fed it back, if you began to clown around and play the fool. We are astute and wiser still than number three; her stiff chagrin, her will to win, enhanced your fun. But sometimes love allays the fume, as baby four supplied the balm, restored accord, inside our home.
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