She's carrying a baby on her back,
resting a neat pile of sticks on her head,
As a newspaper floats out of place
landing near her feet on the red sand,
it’s heading quotes a speech by P.W. Botha --
“ Hedgehogs are not porcupines
and lizards are not crocodiles
simply because they look alike...”
Unable to read she uses the paper
to fuel the fire preparing a supper,
perhaps thought it a gift from the gutter.
She learn't an inked paper burns just as efficiently as a clear one,
A fairly simple lesson...