Parental Parking Poem by Phil Soar
Parental Parking
There was a mix up at the supermarket
About my car, and where I should have parked it
I drove into a parent and child place
And someone tried to get into my face
They argued that my parking was unjust
And threatened that my face would end up bust
I just looked at my mother, and I said
I am her child, so take this space as read
And then my mum and I went in the store
And so they didn’t argue anymore
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