Five Two 0 Three
Curmudgeons, Conundrums and Druthers that Sail (c) 2019 Thesaurus Rex Publication written by Marc C. Sherman, Illustrated by Gabe Schleifer
Five Two O Three
Our tale begins on the Corner of Main
There stood a citizen, tall, balding and plain
When along came Kowalski, the cop on the beat
With his handcuffs, pistol and donuts to eat.
He said, “Move on Mac, or, I’ll run you in.”
I said, “What have I done, what is my sin?”
“I’ve heard enough, you’re comin’ with me.
For violating ordinance Five Two O Three.”
He Called Headquarters, hindquarters, four quarters,
alack
He checked all the pay phones for his Quarters Back.
When asked what is ordinance Five Two O Three,
Kowalski proceeded to cuff me to a tree.
He read me my rights, “be silent or speak,
You are the villain, that I’ve searched for more than a week.
You can call an Attorney, an Accountant or Doc,
Realtor, Rabbi or boy counting stock.
You’ve the right to be mellow, contrite or sad,
The right to wear yellow, but no stripes with that plaid.”
LoJack. Colombo Ilya Kuriakin
Maxwell Smart
Napoleon Solo
