Three Strikes You Are Out.

[Bob Pacey]

Down the street old Billy travelled, with his wife of thirty years
And when the copper pulled him over, well he near burst into tears.
I clocked you doing seventy, when the limits 60 sir
Bill slowly wound the window down, now a fine he would incur.

"I could not have done that speed sir, your radar reading I must doubt"
"I always set the cruise for 60, and its very rarely out".
Then Bills wife blurted, most surprised, and the air went cold as ice
"You don't have a cruise installed dear, you would not pay the price".

"Shut up" Bill murmured angrily, a ticket now was not in doubt
"Will you keep bloody quiet, and let me sort this problem out".
"I noticed also sir just now" the officer did frown
"That you did not have your seat belt on, when I first flagged you down".

"Well" said Bill "I had it on, when I saw your radar flash
But I had to take it off sir, to get my licence from the dash".
"Oh Bill"! his wife piped up again, "That really is not right
You never wear a seat belt, you always say the straps too tight".

Bills rage was surly growing, he tried to hold his temper steady
"Shut up you stupid bloody woman, aren't things bad enough already".
The copper wrote the tickets out, as Bill squirmed like a rat
"Tell me truthfully now ma'am, does he always swear at you like that".

"Oh no he's really quite a nice man,
and not as bad as you might think
But he really only talks like that,
when he's had to much to drink".

Bob Pacey ( C )

[alongtimegone]

Aah very good Bob, from top to bottom.
Wazza

[Cropduster]

Very nice Bob

I think I know her

Allan