Lobby

I'm early. Waiting.
Sitting. Hating.
Patience fading.
So irritating.

Mags are old.
Smells like mold.
Feet are cold.
Like teeth bring pulled.

Phone goes ring.
Babies "sing".
Nurses bring...
Not my turn.

Chair is stiff.
Snot-nosed sniff.
Moms looked miffed.
Did they get in a tiff?

Hark!
My ears tingle!
That's MY name! (it has a jingle)
Oh my! Could it be?
Now is the time for him to see me?
Such joy! Such jubilation!
My wait is over, I was very patien(t)...

I follow the nurse, but what do I see?
Another stiff chair waiting for me...
Oh how I detest these waiting lob-bees.

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