Orange is the colour,

It's orange I love best.

Puts me down on yellow lines

When I need a rest.

Helps me block the thro' roads,

Some folk call me a pest.

I say the need is genuine

But many think I jest.

Orange sits by pub or church,

Where we may be blessed.

You can share me with another.

Why not put me to the test?

'Parking Mad' (name and address supplied).