Shame More Than Fine Forbids
I shall park my car
In the non parking zone
And get fined rather than
Parking in someone’s place
And get insulted by him.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Parking Lot
Every means of transport
Needs a parking space
Airport, seaport
A parking lot
Each to mark
The journey's end
One behind the wheel
Is duty bound
World's a huge parking lot
People come and go.
poem by Tirupathi Chandrupatla
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Big Yellow Taxi
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swinging hot spot
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got till its gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop
They took all the trees and put em in a tree museum
And then they charged all the poeple twenty-five bucks just to see em
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got till its gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop
Hey farmer, farmer, put away your ddt now
Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees, please
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got till its gone
They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot
I say, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got till its gone
They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop
Late last night I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi carried off my old man
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got till its gone
They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got till its gone
They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop
Oh, now, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop
Hey, steam rolled paradise and put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Does Not Apply To Them
Sometimes I wonder
if some drivers can read or not
when it comes to parking in a parking lot.
They ignore the one way system,
the entrance and exits signs
when they want to park their posh new cars.
If you point out their mistake,
they become quite indignant
as if that does not apply to them.
They feel they have the right
to do just as they please
and use the exit instead of the entrance
forgetting everyone else
who may have been
in front of them in the queue.
4 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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Big Yellow Taxi
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot
A pink hotel, a boutique and a swinging hot spot
Dont it always go to show
You never know what you got till its gone ?
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot.
They took all the trees, they put them in a tree museum
They charged the people a dollar and a half just to see them
Dont it always go to show
You never know what you got till its gone ?
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot.
Hey farmer, farmer, put away that d.d.t
Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees, please,
Dont it always go to show
You never know what you got till its gone ?
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot.
Late last night I heard my screen door slam
A big yellow buldozer took away the house and land
Dont it always go to show
You never know what you got till its gone ?
They paved paradise, they put up a parking lot.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Big Yellow Taxi
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot spot
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got
Till its gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
They took all the trees
Put em in a tree museum
And they charged the people
A dollar and a half just to see em
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got
Till its gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
Hey farmer farmer
Put away that d.d.t. now
Give me spots on my apples
But leave me the birds and the bees
Please!
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got
Till its gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
Late last night
I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi
Took away my old man
Dont it always seem to go
That you dont know what youve got
Till its gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
song performed by by Joni Mitchell
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I don't believe in angels, no. But I do have a wee parking angel. It's on my dashboard and you wind it up. The wings flap and it's supposed to give you a parking space. It's worked so far.
quote by Billy Connolly
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What is the primary purpose of a political leader? To build a majority. If voters care about parking lots, then talk about parking lots.
quote by Newt Gingrich
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God, love and autumn
While I was driving to my office
I was thinking of you
While I was listening to Elton John in my car
I was thinking of you
While I was driving to gas station
I was thinking of you
While I was filling her up
I was thinking of you
While I was parking my car in our parking place
I was thinking of you
While I was taking the lift
To the third floor
I was thinking of you
While I was knocking the door knocker
I was thinking of making love with you
As the door opened
We were one!
poem by Framarz Bagheri
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South Park Theme
I'm going down to south park, gonna have myself a time.
Friendly faces everywhere, humble folks without temptation.
Going down to south park, gonna leave my woes behind.
Ample parking day or night, people shouting "howdy neighbor!"
Heading on out to south park, gonna see if i can't unwind.
I like girls with big vaginas, i like girls with big fat titties.
So come on down to south park and meet some friends of mine.
song performed by by Primus
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Congregants
the churchgoers had parked
their cars in the parking lot
depriving me of my basketball court
so i rode my bike to Irving Park
watched those 'congregants'
play soccer, toss a frisbee, picnic,
and shoot hoops
enjoying God in their bodies and minds
i'll take the park over the church
poem by Harlan Simantel
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Parking Team
This is where I want to be
Standing in the coldness of winter
Standing in the hotness of summer
Directing traffic
Seeing smiles
Hearing the laughter of children
Seeing the golf cart come by
Full of laughing kids
Seeing the smiles on their faces when the cart comes
That’s what I love about the parking team!
The way I’m able to help everyone brings a smile to my face
I see familiar faces when I drive the golf cart
Those faces, those smiles, those people is what keeps me going
I enjoy every moment on the team
From putting on my vest to calling it a night
I live for those moments
During those times, that’s when I shine
I never let my glow leave
I have fun with parking
Even standing in the rain… it’s fun
This is something that I long to do every week
It’s just for less than four hours
But it’s the best part of my week
I find parking a challenge
You never know what is on its way
It could be a new spot or it could be a new route
Whatever the challenge, I will take it
I will take it and be the best
Nothing and no one will stand in my way
poem by Laura Carie Dalton
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Discount air fares, a car in every parking space and the interstate highway system have made every place accessible - and every place alike.
quote by Ronald Steel
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Praying For Help
she felt the baby move,
unconsciously dropped
her hand to her belly....
staring out the window
at the empty parking lot,
listening to the rain
a chair, a mattress,
an old table pushed back
against the paint peeling wall...
nothing to eat, no money,
he'd been gone for two weeks,
no phone calls, no one to call!
seventeen years old, and the
whole world crashing in....
two church ladies came by,
left her a New Testament,
and a couple of tracts...
and the law keeps circling
the parking lot each night;
roaches gather in the corner
praying for help!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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When Solomon said there was a time and a place for everything he had not encountered the problem of parking his automobile.
quote by Bob Edwards
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Love In The Air
Love in the Breeze.
At the nearly empty parking lot, near the supermarket,
two plastic bags danced in the spring breeze.
They elegantly circled each other, came near, almost
touched, but danced away from one another only to
meet again in a close circle; know they shyly touched.
A paper napkin with smeared lipstick on wanted to
join in, but the two plastic bags had only eyes for each
other. Deeply humiliated the napkin took refuge under
a car, but the car drove off and it had nowhere to hide.
So it began dancing alone, in slow motion, with eyes
closed as it was dreaming and the lipstick smiled.
A gust of wind came blew the napkin high into the sky
and away from the parking lot to a secret place of peace
only exploited paper napkins know of.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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I was working in a parking lot, which is a great place to learn the guitar. I sat in the booth and practiced all day long. And only two cars were stolen while I worked there.
quote by John Flansburgh
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Dance With Me
[chorus:]
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
And I really want you to get close with me.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me.
My drop tops in the parking lot
And I wanna take you back to my spot.
But we still got a lil more time to rock.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me!
[slim:] I can see you over there just chillin with your girlfriends, cant
Believe your by your self you should be hear with me, chillin with me,
Drinkin with me, freakin with me. oooohhh whoa, whoa!
[chorus:]
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
And I really want you to get close with me.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me.
My drop tops in the parking lot
And I wanna take you back to my spot.
But we still got a lil more time to rock.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me!
[slim:] I can see it in your eyes that your looking at the time. you wanna
Leave this party and I know you wanna leave with me. to chill with me, to
Drink with me, to freak with me, oh baby!
[chorus:]
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
And I really want you to get close with me.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me.
My drop tops in the parking lot
And I wanna take you back to my spot.
But we still got a lil more time to rock.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me!
[chorus:]
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
And I really want you to get close with me.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me.
My drop tops in the parking lot
And I wanna take you back to my spot.
But we still got a lil more time to rock.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me!
[slim:] everybody sing along....
[112:] if you sexy and you know it clap your hands (clap [5x])
If you sexy and you know it clap your hands (clap [5x])
If you sexy and you know it and you really wanna show it,
If you sexy and you know it clap your hands (clap [5x]) yeah!
Beenie man: this is a dance break come on the thats when he starts to rap
[chorus:]
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
And I really want you to get close with me.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me.
My drop tops in the parking lot
And I wanna take you back to my spot.
But we still got a lil more time to rock.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me!
[chorus:]
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
And I really want you to get close with me.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me.
My drop tops in the parking lot
And I wanna take you back to my spot.
But we still got a lil more time to rock.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me!
[chorus:]
I see you looking at me
I can tell by your eyes that your feeling me
And I really want you to get close with me.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me.
My drop tops in the parking lot
And I wanna take you back to my spot.
But we still got a lil more time to rock.
So wont you dance with me...dance with me!
song performed by by 112
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Delta Park
playing soccer getting kicked
in the shins by somebody named
juan, talking sh*t afterwards.
carrying a little bravado in my
93 subaru impreza
, as we pull into the parking lot
of the chinese american dive bar
called mings
drink and fill up on msg
talk more sh*t,
but its all over now
my delta park days put on the shelf
like on old chuck norris video.
poem by Nathan Martin
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All In Our Mind
It is funny how sometimes
you will think of someone
you haven’t seen for a while
and then the next thing you know,
you will run into them.
Your thinking of a song
you heard many years ago,
then you turn on the radio
and that song you thought of
is playing once again.
You live on a crowded street
and parking is a problem.
You think to yourself
I wish I could park
outside my house, and then find you can.
Are all these things
just in our mind
or is there something more
happening we cannot explain.
Especially when it happens repeatedly.
18 August 2008
poem by David Harris
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The Man Exclaims Part01
The man exclaims, 'It was by mere chance that I was in the parking lot when the man died, with the murder weapon in my hand. No sir I had o idea how he died. I just picked up the tire iron to check the pressure on my cars tires. I always used this tire iron. For I've always used the one from the parking garage to check my tires.'
the officier spoke sternly in a serious tone, 'that tire iron is not the weapon that killed this man.'
The man questioned in a state of confusion, 'Then what did? '
The officier was angry now. He screamed, 'you did after you smacked him with the tire iron. You ran over him 6 times.'
The man exclaimed, 'but that's not even my car. That's my wife. Mines the one next to it. I'm being framed I swear.'
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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