The whinerA Poem by Herman Martina so called badass cop becomes annoying
I hear you everyday
speaking of your skills I hear about when you were a cop How you were undercover How you wrestled those gangs How you were the teacher of all those fighting techniques It was 27 years you said You won awards for your bravery and retired with honors Why don't I believe you You bumped your knee on the seat when you got into my car You yelled and screamed at the pain Then you cried she made you sit back there You yell at your wife You call her names and if she wants it to stop You cry if she slaps you You say you will call the police You whine over every tiny bump You hurt you wrist at work Hearing you talk about it would think you were being tortured You say they are against you at work You were demoted because you didn't get along You use the same excuse every time You did nothing wrong Everyone is against you When you tried to choke the life out of your wife She was the one who called the police You said you did nothing It was all her fault She would not cook your favorite food You had the right to be upset The police laughed in your face As they put you in the squad car Then you started telling them they had to let you go because you were a 27 year retired cop You still went to jail Then your wife became the stupid one She let you come home And it continues
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Added on April 25, 2017 Last Updated on April 25, 2017 AuthorHerman MartinCedar Falls, IAAbouta young 60 male who grew up in the 60s and is willing to write about that era if I could just remember what happened. I write what I think, what I see, and what I feel. If you don't like what I write .. more..Writing
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