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USETABE

I guess I am a dinosaur, I long for days gone past,

The years keep climbing upwards, moving by too fast.

Things have changed so radically, sometimes for the worse,

So many things that USETABE, I'll detail some in verse.

A cop out working, on his beat, made decisions on his own,

He took responsibility, it was his and hers alone.

Crooks would get arrested, and thrown into jail,

That's the way it USETABE, in the days of ten cent mail.

Crown Counsel was on our side, and not the enemy,

Now they work against us, letting crooks go free.

Judges were much stricter, in laying down the law,

That's the way it USETABE, with cases that I saw!

Report forms were much simpler, running just one page,

Vancouver cops, for Canada, got the highest wage.

Morale, it was much higher, enthusiasm reigned,

But that's the way it USETABE, I think I have explained.

I guess I sound too negative, maybe so I scream,

But, this verse is just my way of, blowing off some steam.

No question, I am older now, frustration takes its toll,

Thinking how things USETABE, a policeman's changing role.

Now things are not improving, they have gone from good to bad,

We are on a downward spiral, which is really very sad.

But, some things keep me going, a bright spot I can see.

Payday is on Thursdays, just the way it USETABE!

PC 664 T.J. Gowdyk 88-04-07 (48)