The crowd has waited since 5 am
there's been much talk
about the discounts at 8.30
So there's the long queue and this man
comes right up to the front
and the outraged crowd punch him, push him
and kick him back in line
but the impertinent man gets up
and walks again to the front of the queue
and the justifiably angry crowd
punch him, push him
and kick him back in line
but the determined man gets up
like Rocky
and walks again to the front of the queue
and again the no-nonsense crowd
punch him, push him
and kick him back in line
but the obstinate man gets up yet again
and he mumbles, like Rocky:
"If these idiots hit me again, I'll not open the store for 'em! "
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem