Pam Deremer Poet I do not know?

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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Duke Beaufort August 2, 2015 at 1:34 PM Very funny expose on human nature. We generally park as far from the stores (with big lots) as possible and enjoy the walk. The only problem is the other drivers who have no respect for us while we are walking. Pedestrians and drivers have no sympathy for each other--I get it. Pam Deremer August 2, 2015 at 1:50 PM I agree. I've seen numerous times people almost getting hit. I once got bumped by a car backing up in a hurry and not looking.

Cori Wunderlin July 30, 2015 at 9:10 PM Boy talk about hitting the nail on the head! They should post this poem in all the Walmart parking lots! Good job!

Mary Rotman July 30, 2015 at 2:32 PM Beautiful and relevant! Made me smile. Pam Deremer August 2, 2015 at 1:47 PM Thank you.

Tu Tran July 29, 2015 at 9:40 AM SMILE. FUNNY YOU! TU