"But why are all those people waiting in a line?"
a puzzled foreign student asked a friend of mine.
"It's an English custom which we call a queue,
a part of our tradition, something we all do"
He tried to understand but still looked quite surprised
then she explained to him, it was so civilised.
"We don't behave like animals, we are most polite
No rush, not even when the bus comes into sight"
But she forgot to tell him that it will offend
if someone tries to get in front, who is right at the end
He did this only once and he was soundly cursed
and learnt his lesson that the last shall not be first
He queued up at the college, where he signed his name
and at the cafeteria for lunch he did the same.
He queued up at the underground to pay his fare
then joined the crowd assembled at the moving stair
But what impressed him most was at a London store
they'd queued up for a bargain since the day before!
"It is their favourite word", he thought, "they love its sound
The spelling though is crazy. 'Cue' and 'Kew' I've found"
