Cops And Dodgers

Old Frank Knox was a cop.

An old cop who knocked off blocks.

Frank didn’t spare the rod.

And everywhere he trod

Tho’ now it seems quite odd,

If Frank gave you a nod

You nodded back.

There was no lack of self respect.

You got all that and heck…

Old Frank would kinda hug you.

Tho’ his hugs, he kinda mugged you.

You didn’t fuck around

In yours and Frank’s home town

Cause he’d know it was you

Like when his window blew

In a million pieces and

Old Frank, he says

You’re cleaning that up!

And I know it’s tough

But you’re weeding my garden for a month.