Cocooned inside the car, stationary for the last few minutes,
Creep crawling, shifting gears barely out of 1st!
Shuffling slipper-clad down the straight black and white chevrons;
Nudging a place here and there, 'Mr impatient' whizzing by in trainers,
Only to find on his half - he still has to shove into a space.
Got you a long way mate, didn't it!
Gaps widening a little; off in our own little worlds,
To our places of work or whatever beckons.
Coquettishly winking and doing the car - excuse - me:
We move off in gears 3 & 4 to progress a couple more miles.
At last en-route, at last not tut-tutting - or worse!
As the minutes tick by and destination is in reach.
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