Hurry up and wait;
It seems to be your fate
That even though you’re running late –
You hurry up and wait.
Hurry up and wait;
You get so darn irate!
In fact it puts you in a state
To hurry up and wait.
Hurry up and wait –
That does infuriate!
So terrible to contemplate
Is hurry up and wait.
Hurry up and wait;
Oh, wouldn’t it be great
If only need would just abate
To hurry up and wait.
Hurry up and wait
While prices all inflate,
In hopes that they will reinstate
You hurry up and wait.
Hurry up and wait,
For waiting is innate
In men whom marriage will elate –
They hurry up and wait.
Hurry up and wait,
While wives have a debate;
No use, at all, them to berate,
Just hurry up and wait.
Hurry up and wait,
They’re chatting at the gate;
On leaving do not concentrate,
But hurry up and wait.
Hurry up and wait.
While they deliberate
On whether cheese to slice or grate –
Do hurry up and wait!
Hurry up and wait
No use if you create
Diversions you try out as bait,
So hurry up and wait.
Hurry up and wait;
For after-dinner date,
You madly rush to clear your plate …
Then hurry up and wait.
Hurry up and wait,
You’re ready, any rate;
Can’t say the same for your dear mate –
You hurry up and wait!
FANTASTIC!!
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Strange that the ladies don’t seem to agree! 🙂
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We just take longer, That’s why we usually look more presentable. 🙂 Hubby nearly always has to wait for me, but if I take too long, then I end up having to wait for him to have a “last wee.” 🙂
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That seems to be a really cunning strategy! *makes note*
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😀 See how popular your strategy is.
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His, his!
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That last comment hit it on the head. As I was reading I thought, “he did NOT clear this poem with his wife.”:)
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Particularly not as mine has an Irish background and temper!
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MOL..great poem, Col. Now I’ll wait, whilst Granny has to hurry up. Pawkisses for a Relaxed Monday 🙂
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Kitties are famous good waiters – and having a quick snooze while so doing. That’s why they are called catnaps, of course!
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that is wonderful…
wonderful because you can make a poem out of basically 4 words….clever old boy !
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Repeating the words so many times is just lazy cunning – it makes it seem longer than it really is!
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Way too much hurrying up for me. I am just too slow. 😆
Such a fun poem Col. Thanks for sharing. 😀
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It can be exhausting to wait with such energy!
Thank YOU for nice words.
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I can only imagine. No energy this side .. ever! LOL! You are welcome. 😀
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Hurry up and wait is my definition of travel. I am a punctual person by nature and nurture, so it is I who does the waiting.
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I, on the other hand, abhor waiting, so I always try to time my arrival for the exact minute. The result is, of course, that the slightest thing will make me late!
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Waiting is only a bore if I don’t have a book, which is why I never go anywhere without either a real book or my Kindle.
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That would certainly offer better fare than one tends to find in various waiting/reception rooms!
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😀 Actually I’m probably guilty of some of that… but honestly, I was really working very hard this week! Not procrastinating.
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I’ve never known you to be a great fan of dolce far niente!
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🙂 “piddling around” / “the sweetness of doing nothing” … nah, not very “me”. I have a very federitic case of self-inflicted workaholism.
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Ahhh, I missed reading your poems! I hope you are well?
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Good to see you again!
Bit of a rough patch, just lately with the family – I am fit, thanks!
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Oh so very very true….
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Did you look over your shoulder to see if Linda saw you write that?
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You know then….
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😀
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You’d think you would have learned how women work by now! Some of them hurry slowly.
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Ah, the classic festina lente!
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Hurry up and wait, It is time to fill a plate. Now hurry up and wait, too late I have ate. Nice one again. 😉
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Good one, mate! 🙂
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My stepmom is like that. Like everything else she does, it drives me bonkers
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She probably wouldn’t get the message if you sent her a framed copy …. 🙂
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Hehehehe…did your wife read this?
I love it.
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You think that there is the FAINTEST chance I’ll let her see it? I have a well-developed sense of survival.
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