Jeckle and Hyde Highway Patrol
It was an unexpected night time pleasure
As I drove out of the mountains
Suddenly there in the valley below
Were the lights of Salt Lake City
I was tearing down the mountain
Returning to Seattle in my new Corvette
That’s when I heard the siren
A glance at the speedometer showed 85
That officer tore me a new one
He was mad and he really put me down
The way that he was talking
I thought I was headed to the jailhouse
He said, “It’s people like you that are at fault
For giving sports car a bad name”
Then, I couldn’t believe it
After making me feel so ashamed
He let me off with only a warning
I spent that night in Salt Lake City
Then got up early and on my way
There just wasn’t hardly any traffic
It was too early for the commuters
Such light traffic, I guess I had a heavy foot
As I was cruising my way out of the city
For suddenly, there in my rear view mirror
I could see the Flashing lights going around
I thought to myself, Oh my God, not again
As I got prepared for a chewing out
But the office was smiling and quite polite
Not like the one that stopped me yesterday
He said son, you were speeding; going to fast
I clocked you on the radar at 80 in a 55 zone
Nice looking car by the way,
What size engine is under that hood?
I tried to tell him all about my Corvette
Thinking that he would go light on me
I even apologized for speeding and told him
It certainly did regret having done it
Still being so polite as he was from the start
The office looked me in the eye and said
Here’s your ticket son; 25 over the limit
It’ll be expensive, expect a hell of a fine
Copyright © Charles Sides | Year Posted 2012
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