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Fighting For a Parking Spot

Sitting in my car waiting for my Cathie dear
Not everybody's as nice as us, I fear
Fighting for a parking spot
Tempers sure flare a lot
A wonder they didn't kick each other in the rear


© Jack Ellison 2015

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Laura Breidenthal

Date: 10/18/2015 5:08:00 PM

So true, how people can get so worked up over such trivial things. I quite like this one, Jack! Very nicely done. Always, Laura

Tim Smith

Date: 10/15/2015 1:27:00 PM

Lay down flat and hold that spot...a patient man you're surely not...orange cone or two....or dye your dew....be sure they see you or you'll be splot

Jack Ellison
Date: 10/16/2015 11:13:00 AM

Certainly don't need to dye my doo! LOL Cheers, Mr. Tim

Carol Eastman

Date: 10/15/2015 10:19:00 AM

It's even worse for the Handicapped spot... As others want them an aweful lot... But those that succeed do get caught... Leaving others food for thought... As Yep, They get caught!

Carol Eastman
Date: 10/16/2015 1:08:00 PM

Ours are usually mostly empty too... Making a few people want to sneak into them.

Jack Ellison
Date: 10/16/2015 11:12:00 AM

Around here the spots are usually not totally filled... guess us Canadians are a heaLthy lot!!!! LOL xxx