Here's hoping that the holiday weekend treated everyone well. Apart from the illegal setting off of fireworks in our neighborhood, ours was nice and relaxing. Of course, it wasn't the dogs who were worked up about the explosions...it was me. I have never liked fireworks, or loud noises of any kind. Really kind of funny, given my profession and that soon I will be one of my departments firearms instructors. We all have our things that we don't like, no matter how irrational or strange it may seem.
I went with a refrain poem today. A repeated line or phrase throughout the entire thing. Today's is about slow nights in my small town.
Not Much To Do
I arrived at work to sick slip waiting
The town is dead tonight
Shift not covered and laziness I'm hating
The town is dead tonight
Taken care of straight away
The town is dead tonight
12 hours for those whom the city will pay
The town is dead tonight
One car stopped but no arrest
The town is dead tonight
An alarm at a business, and no fire is the best
The town is dead tonight
A second car stopped and the driver is hooked
The town is dead tonight
His car was towed and he was booked
The town is dead tonight
As a second alarm call pierces the night
The town is dead tonight
Still no fire, and that's quite alright
The town is dead tonight
It sure doesn't help me to stay awake
The town is dead tonight
But on a first night back it's what I'll take
When the town is dead at night
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