Queuing Theory
I am the first of many
The lucky one with out any
People standing before me
Being early is the key
So please don't stand in front of me
Can't you see where you should be
Each in turn must join the line
At the back, you'll be just fine
I really can't abide
watching you decide
If pushing to the front's for you
I start to wonder what you'll do
I start to think what I'll do to
If pushing to the front's for you
Perhaps I'll stand, then rave and rant
But English people find they can't
The bus, the tram or supermarket
Take your bum and slowly park it
At the back and you will find
That's the place where no one minds
Copyright © Nick Bagnall | Year Posted 2011
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