Two In the Queue

Your two in the queue The announcement says A poem I thought through Two in the queue, I laughed My sense of humour going daft Holding music blasting out Hurting my ears with this musical drought. Your two in the queue again she says My mind wondering by now Why am I phoning, memory refresh Five minutes have gone I'm still hanging on Its ringing The music I miss Good morning can I help you I thought I was two in the queue