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Not So Suddenly Dead!!!

The call went out, a unit sent, routinely to the scene,

At Two Two Seven Main Street, on the morning June Nineteen.

Three Six Five Al Patrick, and Three Twenty Parlevliet,

Met up with the reportee, who was standing on the street.

My good friend George I fear, is very truly dead,

I found his cold stiff body, underneath his bed.

So Pete and Al went up the stairs, down the darkened hall,

Into the tiny room there, where George had made his fall.

Al checked and found the body, was very stiff and cold,

But even that was not enough, he was not completely sold.

So Al got down, and shone his light, cutting through the gloom,

Scaring all the roaches out, that lived in George's room.

There he found George breathing, and called for further help,

Instead, he got a fireman, and Pete let out a yelp.

In strolled the hapless cylon, and looked at George's head,

We're much too late to help him, this man is really dead!

He, is in rigor mortis, and his skin is cold as stone,

So off we go, back to the hall, and leave you three alone.

Then Al stood up, and pointed to, George's rising chest,

This man here is still alive, I passed my first aid test.

In strolled some help, in the person of, a paramedic pair,

Who quickly went to work on George, giving him some air.

The fireman looked o'er the scene, with disbelieving eyes,

As George, the living dead man, began to stabilize.

The moral to this story, is one you should recall,

If needing aid for injury, and you're near a fire hall,

Keep right on going, 'till you can find, the nearest telephone,

Then call the Paramedics, and leave those firemen alone.

PC 664 T.J. Gowdyk 86-07-13 (27)