Here we go again! On a Monday too
Doing forty miles an hour maybe forty two.
I'm always a careful driver where did he come from?
Morning sir. L.A.P.D Nice BMW. Hell, you were going like a bomb.
Officer I was doing forty, maybe forty two I was doing the same
As all three lanes, about three hundred folks, and you.
Well it just isn't your lucky day boy no matter what your speed
Surprises me you knew how fast, does that mean you can read?
I gripped the wheel tighter I could hear the leather squeak
Do you mind if I look inside your trunk so I can take a peek?
Hot wire coursing through my veins I gently turned the key.
You going somewhere special boy or just cruising round the streets?
I was trying to get myself to work, I’ll probably be late.
Then you'd better call your boss right now you'll be in precinct 968.
Can I ask why I’m being arrested? Why I’ve been singled out alone?
I don't know yet. I haven't thought. I’ll let you know fore one.
Whilst looking at my license. Any weapons Com-L-e-r-o-y Bold
You people got some funny names! It’s then my blood ran cold!
I’ve got a Heckler and Koch in the glove box, and a shopping list on the seat, it's a shame you're a police officer with a real mean streak!
Well your days may well be numbered, I’m sick and tired of this shit.
You see my name is not Com Leroy Bold that's the title that befits.
So don't get flushed with anger because you've already got that hate
I’m on my way to work just now and it's terrible you've made me late.
Because I’m COMMander Leroy Bold your new boss at 9-6-8!
Craig Anderson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sting-in-the-tail/
