Monday 29 September 2014

Pepper Spray Poetry

I am a cop on the beat ,
Who just wants to keep the peace ,
But from time to time ,
Some grime from the gutter
Decides to commit a crime
So ,at the ready on my hip
Is the pepper pump
Full of eye dazzling spray
That will make my day ...
The capsicum chemicals
are like a cannon ball
To create a nuclear reaction In their eyeball
To watch this is fun
As they hit the turf
And no need for my gun .