All hail,
the friendly neighborhood policeman,
walking his beat,
whistling,
twirling his baton
at the end of a leather strap,
a damned fine spring in his step,
with a hearty “hi”
and a “how do you do”
for all the pretty mothers
pushing strollers down the sidewalk
on a sunny Summer day.
He’s here to protect and serve,
with a wink and a smile,
and sincerely hopes
you weren’t too attached
to your dog.
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