I join the queue
We move up nicely.
I ask the lady in front
What are we queuing for.
'To join another queue,'
She explains.
'How pointless,' I say,
'I'm leaving.' She points
To another long queue.
'Then you must get in line.'
I join the queue.
We move up nicely.
heylo its keg n meg (go live!) Erm were doin this 4 our Alevel as well and would also like some one to shed abit of light on the poem pleaseo ppl! love keg n meg x x x
This poem is used as a stimulus for the AQA A level group choreography exam. Does anyone know where McGough got his inspiration for this poem or if he has said anything about this poem?
The feeling of uncertainity and purposeless in the post modernist era is reflected here.
There is never a right or wrong queue.Everytime you stand in a queue you think that there is a shorter one next to the one you stand in.It never happens though
superb poem; How pointless, ' I say, 'I'm leaving.' She points To another long queue. 'Then you must get in line.' superb poem expression in pleasured mind
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
your poem is undoubtedly beautiful