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Bye: Twenty-line-poems
It was a queue,
That I hardly knew,
Would be so elongated,
Like an anaconda extended.
The necessity was mine,
When the sun would shine,
Bright like a diamond, I did follow,
The infinite queue!
Time seemed to have stopped entirely,
I felt too crestfallen and unhappy,
Since like a cow cart the process was,
Moving on thus.
Because of standing long enough,
Numb went my feet and it was tough,
To keep standing,
I wished for a better change in everything.
The policymakers must act properly,
To lessen the commoners’ agony,
Fastness and efficiency we need,
Please stop letting the hearts bleed.
