We ride at dawn.
We stand in line.
We toast in the morning rays.
Bake in the midday heat.
Burn in the afternoon sun.
Come join me.
I’ll keep you entertained.
We’ll poke fun at our stupidity.
Complain about the slow pace.
Hiss at people cutting the line.
Groan at our aching feet.
Eventually, we sit down on the tiled floor, like little kids.
It’s been 3 long hours since.
But we've finally made it.
You said goodbye.
I asked for your phone number.
But you said you have no phone.
Friendships can be forged.
Through the exhausting stand-in-line conquest,
Of making a monetary deposit.
At the Bank.
Nau mi mas traim raitim dispela kain
ekspresiv raiting long Tok Pisin tu!
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