Police Poems - Poems about Police

Her eyes a sapphire blue, An awesome sight to view, Her nose aristocratic, She was so charismatic, Her lips a rosy petal pink, One had to blink, Or been seen as staring, Her nature a sheer blessing. Her hair pure black like coal, Her ears so dainty as if she stole Them from a pretty fairy, Her friendly attitude quite flirty, Her peeking bosoms such a tease, Begging...

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Don’t! Don’t put your thoughts on paper Don’t dare to think out loud Don’t express on social media Don’t put them up in cloud Don’t criticize the useless Don’t voice a point of view Don’t flex your vocal cord Don’t think you’re immune Six burly officers are coming Because of something you said They crash the door early morning And they’ll tear you from your bed They’ll whisk...

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Crime busting Houston police smoke out disjointed fur rats house... formerly an abandoned Amazon warehouse went to pot with mold and magic mushrooms growing in every spot. All kinds of vermin stole into the damp dark environment of particular note concerned medium-sized rodents who belonged to order Rodentia who chomped down illegal contrabands, and quite a sizable portion went into their bellies,...

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As supposedly told by Michael Fanone, Capital Police Officer A bit of snow melted on the ground as the crowd gathered loudly around Their leader liked the boisterous noise especially intrigued by Proud Boys. An ordinary, cold-weather day with flags and banners in proud display Their leader said, "fight" and so they fought a sadder day, I'd have never sought. Jan.6 promoted as Best...

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Raise me up and carry me home There is no longer a reason to be alone See me there with my head held high Coppers aren’t supposed to cry Those are the things I remember true Stamped forever forming part of what I do Bury it down or sliced out and thrown by Coppers aren’t supposed to cry. © Paul Warren Poetry...

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Maybe you’ve seen Janet she’s from another planet making all her regular stops at the local charity shops loves a second hand rail or two lives in the land of good as new to knock and shock them in the aisles with frocks and socks of different styles for Bolton she’s a smidgen bold but not one to be pigeonholed Maybe you’ve seen Janet she’s...

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Rudolph and Santa, two jolly good friends, On their own friendship, so much depends. One day, they both fought, 'Cause someone stole what they'd bought But soon, they were able to make amends. Later that day, they caught the thief, But learning he'd sold their goods caused them grief. They then informed the police, Who gave them ten Pounds apiece. That their kind...

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Laura Norder took her gun and strapped it to her thigh The skirt she wore was so damned short she had to strap it high And stood there on the corner where the street lamps dare not tread She waited for the man who had perversion in his head Sirens in the distance wouldn’t come to watch her back A...

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they come down on you with their silver badges and rusted hearts, nightstick morality, a fist of laws so tight you can hear my knuckles crack. they'll jail the hungry, the weak, the lost while their own hands stink of greed, of white cocaine powder trails, nights twisted up in back rooms with drinks and dirty deals. they call it credit card justice, where a fee is charged, just...

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Upon a slope of grease, we see the state police' Theres a ramp to surrender Built on the w e f agenda alienating relations with all on the streets.'...

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To lessen crime: everyone should smile everyone should be vigilant ...

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To the left, where the breeze softly whispers, Cars to the right, entangled in a chaotic dance. I beseech the divine for safe passage, Contemplating the turmoil, seeking clarity's glance. Yearning to uncover the source of the commotion, Yet only the echo of horns fills the air. Peering through the window, searching for answers, Is it accidents, disputes, or roadblocks unfair? Pondering the...

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I'll tell you about the Traffic Cop Who stands on the road, a rigid prop. A whistle in hand, a stern, fixed stare, A battle with chaos, a daily affair. His uniform was bright, a badge on his chest, A symbol of order, put to the test. He waves his arms, he shouts with might, Trying to tame...

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Police and an Amazing Pet Rescue Indiana Police received an Emergency Call, Of animal abandondonment in a terribly hot car. This is a great reminder for caring, pet owners all! ...

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