Queueing Poem by Phil Soar

Queueing



The queue was almost back to the door
I wondered what all those were queueing up for
It turn out to be for some coffee and such
Tasted like shit, and made by Starbucks!

Friday, August 21, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: funny
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