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Handling Pill Bottles


Pharmacy is a task at hand
Many people of all ages have said,
Well, let me tell you, I'm not a 'nerd'
I'm an average student and sorority girl.
College is expensive for a broke girl like me
I have no time to work when my head is constantly in the books
I am constantly struggling and getting dirty looks.
But it is no easy task when you want paid the big bucks.
You learn never to object or complain..
When a teacher chooses not to explain,
One working hand, better if you have two,
to type 20 pages of nonsense that is due..
You learn to feel clean without a shower
And to stay awake because you have no extras hours.
With constant coffee and support from faculty and friends
Pharmacy will provide a prosperous future in the end.     
So even though I struggle and become a little psycho
My future looks bright handing out pill bottles

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