Queue

There goes our queue!

The audience is waiting and the director is shaking.

You want to move your feet, but otherwise you won't look neat.

There goes our queue!

The play goes silent just as it dies before our eyes.

But nobody cares, because they don't have to stare...for much longer.

It's no their problem.

There goes our queue!

It's all falling apart, your head is screaming "This is your queue!"

But all you can think about is you.

The Q in queue is silent just like you.