Dont Poke the Bear

Lining up for mediocre service At the counter for the human zoo Waiting around like stagnant Zombies With nothing left to chew The lifeless agent behind the bulletproof glass Bellows out the next number in her que Only 82 more calls and my numbers up Setting in place my angered mood Finally 4 gruelling hours later I see im next in line Then she bellows again to my dismay Its 5 minutes to closing time Im called up before they lock the door She says sir theres more info you must provide You will have to return tomorrow Come early and get in line. I rendered her my best pissed off smile And said i live 2 hours away I had to take a day off work And lose my needed hard earned pay. She picked up her lunch and left her booth Disregarding every word that I conveyed And left me reeling like a psycho killer With my melting point swiftly on its way. But i left without causing bodily harm Or going Postal to satisfy my rage. But now i understand fully how people lose control Once you provoke them from their cage.