Moving Violation
My sticker’s expired, but by only a day
When I hear the siren behind me, wailing away.
“Pull over creep!” the cop yells perturbed
So I pull my car over, next to the curb.
I crouch in my car and stare in the mirror
The policeman’s footsteps sounding nearer and nearer.
I ask with a smile, “What’s wrong, officer?”
“I’m Robocop,” he says, “And I have an ulcer.”
He grabs my shirt collar with a clenched fist
Saying, “I’ve had a bad day. Even cyborgs get pissed.”
He shoots out my tires. He breaks my plate glass,
He reads my rights, and then kicks my ass.
He gives me my ticket and as he walks away
Turns and says, “Thank you. Have a nice day.”