Poem -

Free Parking

There is a large car park
opposite the zoo
spaces for 200 cars
and 10 buses too

The attendant was a man
who was very pleasant you see
for nearly 25 years
he'd collect your parking fee

Charges £2 per car
and buses £5 straight
never missed a day of work
never sick and never late

He'd pick up your litter
keep the car park spotless clean
not a happier worker
could ever be seen

Then one winter's morning
the man did not turn up
with drivers waiting to pay
"Someone please hurry up !"

Complaints to the zoo
then up to management
so they phoned the council
"Can you send a replacement?"

The council made checks
in the confusion you see
it was not 'Pay n Display'
the car park was 'FREE'

Now sitting in his villa
just off the coast of Spain
sits a very happy man
living off his gain

He had a ticket machine
which he installed on his own
turned up for work everyday
always smiles and never moan

over £1000 per day
for 7 days a week
and 25 years
the parking fees he'll keep

Now sipping champagne
£9 million he did gain
smiling every single day
and no one knows his name

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BLOSSOM

What a brilliant tale Andrew, told perfectly and with such an entertaining slant.  It is not easy to tell a story in rhyming form but it was faultless.  What a twist, captured my attention all the way through, loved it.  5*s and a nomination from me, great job:)

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Andrew East

Thank you for your kind comments and consideration. 

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