Queuing…

Thanks to Anne Marie Coleman for the inspiration for this one 👍.

A fixture of life in Great Britain,

quite possibly invented here as well.

Along with talking about weather,

we do relish standing in a line.

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Moaning about the pouring rain,

while queuing to buy some stamps.

Basically our favourite pastime,

especially when not wearing a coat.

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We’ll queue overnight in the snow,

to be first through the door at the sales.

It’s well worth the flu and frostbite,

to get ten percent off a lamp.

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Jumping the queue is frowned upon,

there are rules that must be obeyed.

You can’t save a space for your mother,

even if she’s one hundred and five.

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If there aren’t any queues to be found,

we form our own in a flash.

Nobody knows why they’re queuing,

but they’re having a jolly good time.

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Not those extra marital flings,

that cause our relationship splits.

It’s when someone says to their partner,

shall we leave early and beat the queues.

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Here are some photos of British people queuing.

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