一首小诗--给登山队长

The girl is our leader
A real mountain trooper
She can hike fifteen miles a day
In a high country so far away

Carrying her tent, food and water
Crossing a creek going further and further
People who followed her all cried out
Are you going to wait for us or not?

I have told you to train harder
To prepare everything in and out
Now that you are on your own
If you fail, it is not my fault