Cautionary Tale of Unlawful Cannabis
The grinning po-lice—man loudly said—
Sir, I observed you acting suspiciously
I have adequate reason to detain you
In order to search for illicit contraband.
Dibble intrusively frisked the lad’s body
The cuntstable gave the yute an order -
Sir plz comply, empty out your pockets.
With delighted look on his cop fizzhog
The bobby eagerly asked him with glee -
Sir what have we here in this little bag?
The smart yute with a calm voice said -
That my friend is what you suspiciously
Observed me pick up yonder over there,
I bilieve it to quite possibily be cannabis
Indeed i was going to the po-lice station
To safely hand this in for safe disposal,
Of course I didn’t want a minor to find it
Or a vulnerable soul, so took possession.
The yute placed the pot in the cop’s hand
He firmly informed the bemused bobby -
I hereby relinquish care of this substance
So you can do your duty and dispose of it.
Plod replied– Thanks for your cooperation
The public are now safe it’s off the streets.
At bottom of the lane, the yute out of sight
The bobby lit up a prerolled spliff with relief
Glad the kid had handed him his lost stash
Weed he’d confiscated off a stoned geezer!
