FranOnTheEdge opened this issue on Oct 16, 2013 · 5 posts
FranOnTheEdge posted Wed, 16 October 2013 at 9:09 AM
Someone very pi$$ed off at not being able to find a parking space this morning wrote this.......
Space - the final front tyre
To boldly go where no man, consultant or nurse has gone before…
In search of vehicle accommodation, where white lines demarcate
My own tarmacked universe please would you create
An affinity for spaces, places - round and round the bend
Oh my sweet infinite car park, to you I will attend
But instead again off-road mounting mud in hostile wastes
The bold driver offends the boldest tastes
A stream of profanity, an unerring cuss
Why the … didn’t I take the bus?!
My husband sent me this in an email (he works at the hospital).
I thought you all might like it.
Measure
your mind's height
by the shade it casts.
Robert Browning (Paracelsus)
bobbystahr posted Wed, 16 October 2013 at 5:14 PM
As a bike rider I never experience that but can well imagine the frustration of those who do in error and waste, drive to work.
Once
in a while I look around,
I see
a sound
and
try to write it down
Sometimes
they come out very soft
Tinkling light sound
The Sun comes up again
ClarkJKent posted Wed, 23 October 2013 at 2:37 AM
which bike do you have? is it more then 1000 cc?
bobbystahr posted Wed, 23 October 2013 at 6:34 PM
Mountain Bicycle...2 leg power....I'm pretty green ClarkJKent .
Once
in a while I look around,
I see
a sound
and
try to write it down
Sometimes
they come out very soft
Tinkling light sound
The Sun comes up again
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