Their Coming At Last Poem by David Darbyshire
Their Coming At Last
The phone rings,
could be anything.
The door bell rings,
it's bills and things.
The ambulance sounds it's alarm,
a young man has broke his arm.
The fire truck sounds a blast,
their coming at last.
Ta Tee Ta Ta, Ta Tee Te Te,
a French police van, wee wee.
Their coming from everywhere all around,
put your arms up, lie on the ground?
Christ David! lol You are so right, you can't even break a leg without getting the hit squad descending these days! ! lol Home security is everything! Tai lmbao
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4/18/2024 8:05:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
And I thought these were only isolated incidents viewed on TV? Nice write. L