.
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The traffic’s alive!
on I-95,
it’s bumper to bumper with traffic.
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I’m a-cruzin’ along,
hearing my songs,
when the cop car pulls up like magic.
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‘’Pull over Bud,’‘
his siren is saying,
so I turn down the sound
of the music that’s playing.
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And I say when he reaches my window:
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“Yes sir, officer sir,
How do you do, and what d’ya know?”
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And he spoke thusly:
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“You know, sir,
you’re playing
your music quite loudly,
and swaying
throughout all the lanes.
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Basically, sir –
you’re erratic,
indeed, in this dangerous traffic.”
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And I replied thisly:
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“Well, regarding the sound,
I can turn that stuff down;
but I’d like you to know.
I pay taxes on other roads also!”
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To which, said he thenly:
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“And that sir is true;
but tonight, just for you,
I’m putting you up in our jail.
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For you, for free –
no need to thank me,
you pay taxes for that just as well.”
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Copyright © 2011 Marvin Loyd Welborn. All Rights Reserved.
Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse 
a poem of your experiences on road, what a fun ride.
Thanks for sharing.
nice way to be welcomed to jail
Love the rhythm! This is a hoot!
Doh! That’s really funny, Tink! As long as it not me, but you in the clink!
It’s not me either….the Persona was a real person, though…I just used him as the speaker of the poem.
you could always fight it…since you are paying for the courts and the judges as well. There might be another poem in it for you.
LOL..one could, couldn’t they.
This is hilarious! I hope you didn’t actually end up in jail!
although a true tale, t’wasn’t me. I’m just the poet.
awesome …
amazing humor.
happy traveling.
🙂