Queuing At The Bank Poem by Kelvin Rush

Queuing At The Bank



Queuing at the bank
Angry and barking
How come the staff
Are always talking?

A little old lady
Rambling on
I wish she'd shut up
Take her money and be gone

Saturday, May 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: anger,lifestyle
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