Parking Warden 2.0, A Sonnet
Parking poetry is a thing: we pick up where Shakespeare left off - an ode to parking wardens.
Because what the world really lacks is poems about parking.
Oh CEO*! Our streets await your stride.Step forth with pride and take the pavement’s stage,survey your tarmac’d kingdom beady-eyed.The parking scene salutes a brave new age,technology will change the way we parkwith smartphone apps anon and pre-booked stays,we bid adieu to PCNs**, and harkas fisticuffs give way to peaceful days.But what of Google’s new self-driving car?We cannot trust a bot behind the wheelto heed the double yellow or ANPR***so, warden real, rule with your rod of steel!(That said – the singularity looms ahead.Perhaps you need a cattle prod instead?)
*Civil Enforcement Officer**Penalty Charge Notices***Automatic Number Plate Recognition
