When I see cops
I think of sharks
Predatory beasts
Indiscriminately
Looking for a meal
It’s a matter of fact
They are going
To get someone
They are looking for someone
They are hungry
Wanting
Needing
To do their
Jobs
There is no telling
If it’s going to be
Me or not
I could have done
Any number of things
Wrong
Maybe my eyes strayed
To the radio
Maybe I swerved
Across the white line
Maybe I was going
Too close
To the speed limit
And it made
Me look suspicious.
So I Decide
The best thing
To do
Is just
Put my eyes
On the road
Pretend
I was doing
Everything
Right
And
Hope
He gets someone else
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