Ballin'

Ben and I
Hated to collect bottles for boy scouts
It was a waste of our time
Door to door we went
Requesting recyclables
What a way to waste a weekend
We whined and complained
Until we met Tom
Who followed along behind us
And bounced a tennis ball
On the sidewalk
For four hours straight
A perfect reminder
That there is always someone out there
Who is a lot more bored
Then you'll ever be