Would someone please help me
I'm sitting in this car you see
It looked exactly like mine
But it doesn't belong to me.

I got a crowd around me
Someone's screaming loud POLICE!
All I want is my own car
So I can have some peace.

Tried to tell them I didn't know
I got in the wrong car
But everyone's staring at me
Thinks I've been drinking in a bar.

It's tough having senior moment's
But a flag will do by far
To hang on my antenna
So I get in the right car.

They all look a like to me
Hundreds of beige ones just like mine
Put that flag on my antenna
Then I will be just fine.

Well I'm heading home now
Paying that fine sure made me poor
That lady shouldn't have parked her car
In front of the drug store's door.

Guess I'll peddle my bicycle
A cheap one I have found
Gotta have transportation
Cuz my car is in the pound.


 

©Ginny Bryant

Ginny's Gift Of Love

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