Parking Meter

Parking Meter

She was like

A parking meter

Always needing

Her ego

To be fed

If you ever


To feed

The meter

You would still pay

It didn’t matter

How near

Or far

You were

You would pay

She would

Make you pay

When she pretended

To be feeding


Her meter

Was never

Ever full

Even after

Hours of feeding

There was

Only one

Way to stop

Refilling that

Parking meter

The trick

Was to pull

Away from

The curb

And park elsewhere

At least

I finally learned

To fill my own meter

And only park

In free spaces.

DizzyDezzi (c) 2016

Published by Diva

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