Pretty Good ( Translation: Pwede na 'yan)

I love poetry especially related to education and economic thoughts. Here's one that you will love reading to your children, students.... well I guess for everybody. 

Thank you to Mr. Charles Osgood. 
 

Pretty Good ( Translation:  Pwede na 'yan)

by  Charles Osgood  (1933-)
from the Osgood File, 1986

There once was a pretty good student
   Who sat in a pretty good class
And was taught by a pretty good teacher
  Who always let pretty good pass.
He wasn’t terrific at reading,
   He wasn’t a whiz-bang at math,
But for him, education was leading
  Straight down a pretty good path.
He didn’t find school too exciting,
  But he wanted to do pretty well,
And he did have some trouble with writing
  Since nobody taught him to spell.
When doing arithmetic problems,
  Pretty good was regarded as fine.
5+5 needn’t always add up to be 10;
  A pretty good answer was 9.
The pretty good class that he sat in
  Was part of a pretty good school,
And the student was not an exception:
  On the contrary, he was the rule.
The pretty good school that he went to
  Was there in a pretty good town,
And nobody there seemed to notice
  He could not tell a verb from a noun.
The pretty good student in fact was
  Part of a pretty good mob.
And the first time he knew what he lacked was
  When he looked for a pretty good job.
It was then, when he sought a position,
  He discovered that life could be tough,
And he soon had a sneaking suspicion
  Pretty good might not be good enough.
The pretty good town in our story
  Was part of a pretty good state
Which had pretty good aspirations
  And prayed for a pretty good fate.
There once was a pretty good nation
  Pretty proud of the greatness it had,
Which learned much too late,
  If you want to be great,
Pretty good is, in fact, pretty bad.