Community Policing

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Just when I think I've seen it all, there is always a surprise,

The call we got to deal with here, really opened up my eyes.

It started with a phone call, made into nine-one-one,

A child was asking for some help, that got us on the run.

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The call was not completed, but screaming could be heard,

We thought the worst as usual, had only just occurred.

Responding quickly to the scene, to help the children there,

Two units were now on the way, bad guys best beware.

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We got inside the building, and looked for the victim's place,

If someone was in danger, we had to win this race.

Granny answered to our knock, the police she had to see,

Mandy Scorrar and myself, and a nurse who made us three.

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We wondered what the trouble was, that brought us here so fast,

Everything looked peaceful, was the trouble in the past?

Then Granny told her story, the kids were nine and seven,

Both were up and still awake, at quarter past eleven.

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She did not know just what to do, and got it in her head,

To call police to help her, tuck the children into bed.

Despite our clear frustration, we really showed some tact,

Even while we spoke to Granny, and read the riot act.

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Community policing, the finest do our best,

Creative problem solving, really puts us to the test.

This may be stretching, just a touch, but maybe it is fitting,

Of having cops come to the house, to do the baby-sitting.

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PC 664 T.J. Gowdyk 98-04-17 (165)

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