Immigration vs Busters
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Barb Bluschke
and her partner, Brandt Watkins is his name,
Were working
on a project, to break the drug trade game.
Somewhere in the Hundred East,
sat the erstwhile pair,
Immigration Officer, Swayze, was also sitting there.
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They were watching all the dealers,
showing Andrea their tricks,
All of them deciding, who would
be the target picks.
They watched as all the dealers,
hid their stash of crack,
And headed
for their cars outside, to get things right on track.
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Alas the Immigration car, was
nowhere to be found,
It seems a Bylaw Officer, had
towed it to impound.
As if this was not bad enough,
hooking up a police car,
When they
showed up down at Buster’s, at
.
The guy behind the counter,
at the Buster’s impound yard,
Was not
impressed by uniforms, or the Immigration card.
Said he to them, quite bluntly,
if you want to drive away,
Cash is what I need to see, or your unit has to stay.
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Despite all of their pleading,
and reasoning with him,
He was stubbornly not budging,
their chances mighty slim.
So Darren Foster had been called,
to come and mediate,
To try and get the unit back,
his effort was first rate.
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So between a Bylaw Officer and
a clerk behind the glass,
Who took on the Federal Government,
and tried to bust their ass.
It may work in the movies, where
the small guy passes musters,
I don’t really like the chances
of, Immigration versus Buster’s.
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PC 664 T.J. Gowdyk (204) 03-12-18
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