THE BALLAD OF ROSSMO
AND WELLS
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They work in a unit, three
alpha sixteen,
Two of the baddest dudes,
you've ever seen.
Their names, I am told,
are Rossmo and Mouse,
And one of them has, a Reserve
for a spouce.
Both work in Squad Two,
Team number Three,
And boy, let me tell you,
they don't work for free.
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Rossmo it seems, is a hustler
of sorts.
While his partner Dean Wells,
writes B.F. Reports.
Dean attends calls, with
sirens a-wailing,
While Kim quickly checks,
if his heart is a©failing.
Dean screamed round the
corner, of one city street,
And many orange cones, he
knocked off their feet.
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Past the road crew, the
car seemed to fly,
While newly laid asphalt,
flew high in the sky.
"Go Faster, Go Faster",
you junky old car,
"I'll prove to these workers,
that I am a star".
Kim thought to himself,
"It's time I did hide",
So he opened the glove box,
and crawled right inside.
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Around the next corner,
with tires a groaning.
With Kim in the glove box,
quietly moaning.
"Oh please my young partner,
please let me survive",
And then from now on, its
me that will drive.
Where is your courage said
Dean, quickly sighing,
I lost it Kim said, when
this car started flying.
.
And so goes the ballad,
of Rossmo and Dean,
Its a continuing story,
with many a scene.
So next time you hear them,
respond to a call,
Go find some cover, and
make use of it all.
Then listen for sirens,
and watch for their light,
AND MAYBE YOU TOO, CAN SEE
THEM IN FLIGHT!!!
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PC 664 T.J. Gowdyk 83-03-24
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