She said I had crossed the line.
I disagreed and stood my ground.
“You can deny it all you want,” she said,
“but you don’t have a leg to stand on.”
I looked down and saw two very good strong ones,
and let her know as much.
She asked me why I was arguing
when the truth was plain to see.
“The truth,” I replied, “is in the eye of the beholder
who just so happens to beholding
In a show of bravado,
I got out of the car,
and took a photo
of the right rear tire
but not trespassing across,
the yellow parking-space line.
I showed her the proof,
and exclaimed for all to hear:
no not ever,
cross the line!”
She rolled her eyes at me and replied,