In The SpudBros Queue

Introduction

I don't do queuing out of choice; in fact, I actively avoid it. Sometimes you are forced to, but if I can get out of it, I will.

Three places I am ok with queuing are:

• Fenham Fish Bar
• The Magpie Cafe in Whitby

and now

• The SpudBros Tram in Preston Flag Market.

This uses a poetry form that Calvin London showed me: Here is the description:

A terza rima poem is an Italian form of poetry that consists of tercets that follow a chain rhyme in which the second line of each stanza rhymes with the first and last line of the subsequent stanza. It ends with a couplet rhyming with the middle line of the penultimate stanza. The pattern is ABA BCB CDC DED EE.

Each line must contain eleven syllables.

The music is "The Waiting" by Tom Petty

In The SpudBros Queue

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So Here I'm Standing On Preston Flag Market

Wondering What Spud I'm Going To Order

I'm Backed Up Against The Harris Wall, To Wait

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I've Been Told You Can Wait Two Hours, Oh Bother

But I Am Here Now And The Queue Is Moving

Red SpudBros Tram In My Sight, I'm A Mover

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People Are Being Served, Spuds They're Enjoying

Can Read The Menu, Fancy Garlic Chicken

Halfway Down The Queue, And My Spud In Coming

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I'm At The Tram, This Big Red Mobile Kitchen

They Give Me My Spud, Ask If I Want Tram Sauce

I Say No, And Eat This Tasty Nutrition

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So Did I Like It? Oh Yes, It Was Gorgeous

I 'll Queue Again To Enjoy A Spud, Of Course

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You can see what I had here: