The other queue moves quicker
When you're in the next one along
Annoying tunes stick on your head
But you forget your favourite song
Your nose is always itching
When you've no hand to spare
That pen's been in your room all year
But when you need it, it’s not there.
I really like the rhythm of this poem. I also like how easily it is for me to relate to it. I've truly missed reading your work and am grateful to you for sending me links to it again.
Cool poem. I like it.
Steph T.
so true!
Hee hee i love this! It's like Peter Kay pointing out the most obvious things in life that annoy you. It's really great!