They wish there were not a queue

To come into their view

I wish there were a queue

For people who were just a few

To get all that was new

Following the latest hue

People would take what's due

And say to misery "Adieu"

That's the clearest cue

Suppose only it were a long one

But nobody would be overrun

The task in a few moments would be done

Being there would be just fun

Somebody's right would be taken by none

The due right could be won

Come hither to see the crowd

The strong look like a blood hound

The weak barely give a sound

When they're hurt tightly bound

They go round and round

Nowhere their right is to be found