Parking Lot War
I'm in a hurry and can't be late,
but for a closer space I'll wait.
Around and around I slowly go,
a closer space is sure to show.
I see some tail lights start to glow
but it is in another row.
I must hurry and not delay.
I hit the gas...I'm on my way.
Victory will soon be mine,
instead I slam my brakes on just in time.
Don't these people crossing know
that I should be the first to go.
I honk my horn and wave my hand.
They don't seem to understand.
A closer space will save me time,
but now again I wait in line.
P.R.Deremer
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