To a guy named Michael, who wears a badge and gun,
He makes his living riding in a county car for fun,
Protecting the innocent and arresting the thugs,
Especially those who break the law for using drugs.
Well organized and secure in the law enforcement field,
He's honest and trusting, so beware criminals: No deals!
To the county jail you'll go, if a bad deed you've done,
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