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You can line up at the bank
Or you can line up at the mall
If you in a real big rush, you can line up in your autocar
Coffee lines and fast food lines
Even I, have some lines
If I may whisper them to you
Lines lines are everywhere, 
Even at the local state fair

Line lines lines
Long lines, short lines
No one likes any lines
No one likes my funny lines
So what if they rhyme?
Unless you a burly Bureaucrat
Then all the lines are very good times
Especially when they all lined up
Paying unpaid taxes, along with hefty fines,
Fine fine those dam fines

One day I would like to say, we have had enough
I would draw a line in the sand
Sadly I have no worldly doubt
There’s even a line for that

There is a group, they don’t like lines
They sure know how to sing
Hold the line, Hold line
Love isn’t always on time!

Doctors, lawyers, dentists too!!
They all have lines tailored just for you
Hours, days, endless waiting
They love to have their lines

Don’t ever ask why the line
There will never be an answer
Even if they should make one up
There’s a line for even that

Now one day, your line shall end
As you lie at the funeral parlor
Funny how for this last task
There is no line for that

I am sure, there must be lines, way up and above
As well as Hell down below
Lines will never never never end
Just because you’re dead

Now if your one who hates me so
There’s even  a line for that
Concert tickets will have less lines
Than getting a shot at me

So if one day, there shall be a soul
Who may wish to love me even so and so
I have good news, for this is true
That line is empty, except for dust
Waiting just for you




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Notes: 

have to run
have to go
Check my soup site just to see
who is onLINE now to talk to me


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