Poem of the Evening Parker Beware Double reds along the roadside verge Where once the yellows graced the curb. Camera in hand from every angle pictures Pocketed to prove offence he Stands, in authoritarian pose as to The windscreen the penalty displayed. The going rate I did not ask. But As for time, nine twenty five he said. And still another hour and half to be About his prosecution duty. Should you come in day or night To pay a passing call. Park not Upon the wide grass verge for fate May yet upon your windscreen set the charge.
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