Annie, Annie, Where Is Annie
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There we were on Georgia Street, a robbery
suspect trapped,
Containment had been set up right, our
plans had all been mapped.
ERT were all in place, their weapons set
to go,
The bullhorn had been started up, time
to start the show.
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The media were swarming, they were waiting
for their star,
Annie Drennan had been called, and was
on the way by car.
Things progressed quite smoothly, we were
playing it by ear,
The Press were getting restless, wanting
Annie to appear.
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We assurred them she was coming, would
be there very soon,
To give them all their story, for the
news this afternoon.
Arwen rounds were fired, to pierce some
window panes,
No reaction from the suspect, on the street
or in the lanes.
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ERT had gone inside, the suspect was not
trapped,
Containment had been lifted, the operation
wrapped.
Still no Annie could be found, to do an
interview,
Their deadlines fast approaching, the
story still brand new.
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Radio assured us, that our Annie was onscene,
We looked everywhere around us, she just
could not be seen.
Word came in by radio, the suspect had
been caught,
The story getting better, our search for
Annie not.
.
There she is, the cry went up, the Press
swarmed about her feet,
She had been waiting for them, just a
little up the street.
When quizzed about her whereabouts, she
had just this to say,
The street name was the right one, just
half a mile away.
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PC 664 T.J. Gowdyk 98-09-15 (171)
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