Tonight is a ballad. A simple form with a repeating refrain. This was one of the easier ones to set to paper. And yes, I hand write them all first before putting them here. I can, and do, self edit on paper before I self edit again on the screen.
We had a good night for a Friday the 13th. At least, I did any way. I had to endure about two hours of a co-worker venting before I could get out of the station. The nice weather kept us kind of busy, but not so much that it was crazy. And every knucklehead was out of town by about 0230. Except for a couple.
The Ballad of The Nice Day, Nicer Night
No matter the day of the week I see him
He's always in a bad mood
Convinced he's the best, but he should be in a museum
And on his forehead a little plaque glues
He's done nothing wrong to hear the man tell it
And there's no saying anything other
And as long as he's breathing he'll never un-tell it
Whether fellow employee or mother
Remember that someone is always watching
Someone is listening too
Be sure and stay focused, don't stray off the topic
Or you'll end up looking the fool
The town was quite empty, few people or cars
If I'd wanted I could have been speeding
So dead was out town they were closing the bars
While the limits in town I was heeding
Stopped for a second I looked at my phone
And out of the distance I could hear it
A blur of blue metal flew past all alone
So very close; yes I was near it
Remember that someone is always watching
Someone is listening too
Be sure and stay focused, don't stray off the topic
Or you'll end up looking the fool
The smell of the booze hit my nose like a fist
But the tests weren't really too awful
Arrested and handcuffed, she now made the list
Of the crying girls- I've had my craw full
Cooperation was the name of the game
And soon enough she was set free
A quick check in the station found she had quite a name
Unfortunately, she ran into me
Remember that someone is always watching
Someone is listening too
Be sure and stay focused, don't stray off the topic
Or you'll end up looking the fool
At the end of the night, all seemed quiet and calm
A voice split the fabric of night
Drunk girl number 2, with a bright blue shawl on
Was stopped and given a fright
She never saw us coming as I led the way
Unmarked and unfettered by lights
Admonished and humbled we finished our day
With lunch and laughs at their plights
Remember that someone is always watching
Someone is listening too
Be sure and stay focused, don't stray off the topic
Or you'll end up looking the fool
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