Life Is Hard

Life is hard! The college coed said.
The finals were horrible, agreed her pal, Ned.
They signed up to go to a third world country for “fun”.
Chosen as number thirty, and thirty-one.

The plane ride was horrible! The college coed said.
No food at all, and the movie was dead!
They watched the African women collect water from a stream.
Where are the faucets? Indoor plumbing? They asked their team.

The African women had to walk ten miles a day.
At the age of seven, they had learned to give up all play.
Life is not so bad the college coed said on the way home.
They didn’t even have an I-pad or a cell phone!
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