The cop was a little angry,
He seemed about to explode,
"Why don't you mind the signals?
Don't you know when to stop?
Don't you see that light of red?
And can't you see me wave?
And can't you hear my siren?
'You're headed for trouble!
"And can't you see my signals?"
My "No" was weak from fear.
"Then I might as well go home,
I'm doing now good here!"