I don’t like multi-storey car-parks
Driving into them is for the mud-larks
Don’t drive in front of an impatient fool
Who doesn’t want to drive by the rule
They don’t want you to drive really slow
And follow you around as you need to go
When you finally find a carpark to drive into
When you leave your anxiety will accrue.
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's not merely a comedy, I listen to a lovely message whispered by the poet, abnormality in any walk of life is irritating. We should remain close to the nature as much as we can.