Queue times are soaring (Poem)

I just recently submitted this poem and it seems Riot has delivered our sacred 4.20 so without further ado here is my attempt at a second poem...

Queue times are soaring and I might not get to play

until tomorrow afternoon because of the delay;

Queue times are soaring after all this wait

and Riot plans to correct this, but tomorrow is my fate;

Queue times are soaring and I feel bad for time-zones that aren't PST

because it's almost 11 pm here in EST;

Queue times are soaring and it's beginning to seem

like it wont actually load in four minutes, but maybe I'll dream;

Of new and improved Rift items to jungle and lane with, all night.

This poem is ending now with only one line after this and I wish I could tell

you how much i hate my client for loading just now ( dang it i need one more line, what a fail! )

bed time is past, but I guess just one game won't hurt...farewell!

I hope you enjoy!