The Line

In a Bank or in a Store,
Drive-thru lanes and even More.
Whatever Line when All is Done,
seem to Pick the Slowest One.

Is it Fate or Just poor Luck,
the Fastest Line I’m never Stuck.
Loser stamped For all to See,
he’ll Never win the Lottery.

At my Age so What’s the Hurry?
If I’m Stuck then What’s the Worry?
For Life’s course Around the Bend,
hope the Slow Line ‘til the End.

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About Bob Grant

I truly enjoy writing Rhymes. It is sort of like putting a puzzle together with words. However, I am not a Poet! I am in awe of anyone who writes true poetry. I will continue writing Rhymes as long as there are functioning brain cells in my brain.
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