The Parking Fiasco
A limerick by Sergio VanNess
By Sergio VanNessPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
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I drove around for an hour or two,
Trying to find a spot that's due,
But all I found were taken,
And my patience was shaken,
I guess I'll have to park in Timbuktu.
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