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    I got stopped by the police.

   It was on the highway.  

   This was not my day.  Things were not my way.

   What can I say.

   After me, see were the cops.

   They did'nt stop.



  They did me, chase, and would not cease.

   I lost the chase race.

    In their car, they chased me far.

    Sirens and lights, not a delight.

    before the day, a long night.



    It was a long fight.

    It was a long run, until it was done.



    I'm in jail, and that's my tale.

    I tried to escape, but I did fail.

    My boat is'nt going to sail.

    I'm looking at the bars.  I'm not going far.

    There's nothing to do.  I'm really blue, it's true.