[align=center]A Fair Cop


Years ago when I was young we had a “ Bobby” on the beat
Your heart would jump if you had done wrong when you heard his feet,
“Now then you lot what are you up to? Get yourselves out of here
Before I give every one of you a good clip round the ear”

Hiding evidence of our scrumping our eyes wide with fright
We would run as fast as we could ducking well out of sight.
If we were caught the second time he would have no hesitation
In frog-marching us down the street to the copper station.

Our P.C was a kindly man who everyone knew and respected
And if any one stepped out of line he did what was expected.
Today if petty criminals are copped it is all paperwork and courts
Taxpayer’s footing overlarge bills to give them a sentence of sorts,

Like sending the culprit on holiday or doing community work
It seems the more unruly they are the better is the perk.
So bring back the “Bobby” on the beat to keep the yobs in line
If our streets were much safer then everything would be fine.

Copyright © - Maisie Walker 2000 - All rights reserved
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Too true Maisie.

I can't remember too much about the bobby on the beat. However, Mr. Dick (true) the roadsweeper was a force to be reckoned with. He spied for everyone's mum, we daren't put a foot wrong when he was about............

He must have been a private dick then Mons!!

@ Deja