Hell's Waiting Room
Waiting
Waiting again
Some things never change
They get worse with age
Do they enjoy being
The center of attention?
That goes without saying
Doesn't it?
They may feign embarrassment
Blush and smile
Might even apologize --
No, really?
It's all a game to them
They're stuck in childhood
No matter
There may be a hell in their future
A hell with a Waiting Room
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