I am a parking meter, I live or
shall I say stand on the corner next to the lawn on the boardwalk. I
watch people walk by at all hours of the day and night. People
constantly put money (change) into my mouth, it tastes like dirty
fingers.
I see a lady a lot, she always
drivers up in a little white wagon, she looks into my eyes, then
writes on a paper and puts in onto the windshield of the poor car who
happens to be sitting there. The owner of this car comes back , looks
at the paper and kicks me....what did I do wrong? It wasn't my fault!!
What did that mean lady see in my eyes?
