That Day

that day the policeman was in a jolly mood he sang on the job as he gunned people down listen to his out of tune song while cocking aiming firing his machine pistol emptying the clip into running screaming people reloading doing it again for he had ten clips each of thirty two nine millimetre slugs zipping zapping into people thud thud the roar of his sub gun echoing about quick call the cops there’s a mad man here! oh he is a cop who’s just robbed a bank plugged the teller thru the heart stone cold dead studded the manager across the chest all for a bag of gold sovereigns in his shirt look how he stops to light a joint deeply inhaling the weed with a smile then opening fire into store windows at terrified people hiding inside who if they live will never forget the mad singing shooting cop who broke a dozen laws that day