"Lips" McLaren

The North Crime Boys were out watching, a suspect and a van,

If they could just wait long enough, to arrest the guilty man.

He moved in on the target, looked around him for the heat,

Soon he'd have a set of wheels, for driving down the street.

He popped the door lock of the truck, and climbed into the cab,

NCU were all well hidden, getting set to make the grab.

The suspect slid down to the floor, looking at the dash,

Maybe he could sell the beast, and make some spending cash.

He pulled out all the wires, so he would not need a key,

This guy was sure determined, NCU could plainly see.

And now, the wait was over, the information did not fail,

The boys could move, arrest the crook, and take him off to jail.

In they went, to collar him, then tell him of his right,

To set him up for Legal Aid, who will help him in his fight.

The wagon came and he went in, to the lockup he would go,

Detective Rob McLaren, was the leader of the show.

The bust all done, Rob looked inside, he hoped he'd be in luck,

He had to find the papers there, for the owner of the truck.

As he sorted through them, his back was to the street,

He did not see the drunk approach, who was barely on his feet.

He grabbed Rob by the collar, and threw a roundhouse punch,

That staggered him, and split his lip, I think he had a hunch,

He caught the guy, just breaking in, to steal his precious van,

Instead, it seems, the guy had caught, a working po-liceman.

The moral of the story, for fans of Rodney King,

Rob took the punch, and stitches too, but didn't do a thing.

The Detective has our sympathy, as well as this advice,

The bruising and the swelling go, if you keep those lips on ice.

PC 664 T.J. Gowdyk 92-06-01 (93)