The Good Side

To some, there is a “good side” When you’re posing for a pic And people show their “good sides” Sometimes trying to be slick. But if somewhere in Manhattan Is the place from whence you hark Then you know the “good side” means one thing – The side where you can park. For streets are cleaned 6 days a week On alternating sides With posted signs reminding us To move away our rides. So for an hour and a half One side of every street Is free of cars so sweep machines Can make their work complete. Most drivers sit inside their cars Until the sweepers pass Then quickly move back to their spots So fines they won’t amass. You’re lucky, though, if when you park You snag a “good side” spot For then a small reprieve, worth more than gold, Is what you’ve got.