The time is 7:58
And it is just my luck,
That, once again, I will be late;
I’m stuck behind a truck.
Behind me, in a min-van,
A man looks mad as hell;
I guess it looks like he can plan
On being late as well.

The time’s 11:36
And, once again, I wait;
And now, I’m truly in a fix,
For, once again, I’m late.
The woman in the car ahead,
She only makes things worse;
She should be driving, but, instead,
She’s looking through her purse.

Now, normally, I don’t complain,
When everything is fine,
But it is truly such a pain
To have to wait in line.
It makes me wonder what lamebrain
At some time in the past,
Could have been so damn insane
To label this food fast!