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[title] => ROUTINE PATROL
[time] => 2011-10-29 20:59:56
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[bodytext] => Routine Patrol I’ve heard some say, Is nothing more than a typical day. When you’re out working on the streets, The word routine is incomplete. A parachute dropped from a clear blue sky. A wanted suspect goes driving by. The chase is on and in the woods, The suspect rabbits , he’s now on foot. I exit my car and then gave chase. I caught up to him with a faster pace. I got much closer behind the guy, As something strange did catch my eye. There in the center of the woods, Was a lab, a parachute, and a dozen hoods. A dozen men were pointing their guns. I knew right then what must be done. My shotgun raised up behind his head, I replied” Looks like we’ll both soon be dead”! He screamed out “Guys, drop your guns!” And as they did they began to run, Toward pickup trucks, and vans, and jeeps. We backed away, they drove in more deep. Back at the car, somehow still alive, I was relieved as my backup arrived. A search conducted with choppers and dogs, Only uncovered some bottles and fallen logs. Their clandestine lab had disappeared. The arrest was made and I’m glad I’m still here. Back at the jail, with my report in hand, I realized I had been one foolish man. I began to sweat and my body shook. It dawned on me the great chance that I took. The adrenalin dropped and I began to turn pale, I knew I felt safer right then in the jail. But I went right back into harms way, Knowing nothing’s routine, the very next day! [comments] => 1 [counter] => 172 [topic] => 31 [informant] => robert_edgar_burns [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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