James McLain

Gold Star - 40,509 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

Arrested By Mistake You Are When - Poem by James McLain

Clicking cuffs make the world grow
small real quick.
The car is even smaller except for the
smells of the prior occupant.
The pepper spray taser and a big giant
hole at the end of the gun help
contribute to that smell at
least in a small way.
I turned my brain off after that it was a case
of mistaken identity I looked like a homeless
man they were looking for.
Law enforcement has the best
equipment lost money finds.
Arrested by mistake You are when.

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  • (4/21/2012 12:50:00 PM)

    Yes, they'll tell us when we are guilty and when we aren't, won't they? We have the right to remain. At their bidding. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 21, 2012

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