Happy Valentine’s Day From New York Shitty
I can’t say this is my favorite holiday (in you you haven’t noticed, I’m not really a box of chocolates and bouquet of flowers kind of gal), but even I can’t resist posting this amorous parking meter.
Lovely Rita meter maid, nothing can come between us,
When it gets dark I tow your heart away
Standing by a parking meter, when I caught a glimpse of Rita,
Filling in a ticket in her little white book
In a cap she looked much older, and the bag across her shoulder,
Made her look a little like a military man
Lovely Rita meter maid, may I inquire discreetly,
When are you free to take some tea with me?
Miss Heather