Jealousy is such a self-defeating emotion,
Like trying to swim the ocean,
Or change the course of a clock's motion.
All it does is infest its hosts,
Who feel inferior to all or most,
Until they find those they can control
And thus steal a superior role.
Thoughts and actions they then own
While dominating another lonely drown.
Unfortunately the jealous never see
The rest of the world who always flee
Their self deprecating chagrin blaming
Others for the maudlin state they're in.
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