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We’re a nation wasting time:
For our paychecks; at our banks;
In the ER, no one ranks!

Wait for coffee, wait to dine;
Stand here in the stand-here line;
Take a ticket! Round the lot;
Circling for a parking spot.

Line forms here to pay for gas;
Convenience store - who calls its that?
Need some money? Count to ten;
Park it at the ATM!

“Waiting rooms” anticipate
We/'/ll wait because the doctor’s late.
And clerks have disappeared from stores
Unless, of course, you wait some more!

Corporate malls are wondering why,
Their business has begun to die;
They blame it on the internet!
That’s partly true I’m sure, and yet...

The CDC has set us straight;
They say we’re grossly over-wait!
Assured our brains have turned to brine;
From breathing fumes in drive thru lines.

Why drive and park and carry sacks;
With swollen feet and aching backs?
Then hunt for hours and to our shock;
Find they just ran out of stock!

So thank you but I’ll shop on line;
In my pajamas, while I dine;
On pizza brought without delay;
On dishes I can throw away.




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Take a ticket
Date: Thursday, 7th March 2019 @ 04:49:52 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: softerware
If you want it, stand in line;
We’re a nation wasting time:
For our paychecks; at our banks;
In the ER, no one ranks!

Wait for coffee, wait to dine;
Stand here in the stand-here line;
Take a ticket! Round the lot;
Circling for a parking spot.

Line forms here to pay for gas;
Convenience store - who calls its that?
Need some money? Count to ten;
Park it at the ATM!

“Waiting rooms” anticipate
We/'/ll wait because the doctor’s late.
And clerks have disappeared from stores
Unless, of course, you wait some more!

Corporate malls are wondering why,
Their business has begun to die;
They blame it on the internet!
That’s partly true I’m sure, and yet...

The CDC has set us straight;
They say we’re grossly over-wait!
Assured our brains have turned to brine;
From breathing fumes in drive thru lines.

Why drive and park and carry sacks;
With swollen feet and aching backs?
Then hunt for hours and to our shock;
Find they just ran out of stock!

So thank you but I’ll shop on line;
In my pajamas, while I dine;
On pizza brought without delay;
On dishes I can throw away.






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