Baby Bobbies

 

I’ve seen a baby bobby                       

On his baby bobby beat,                      

Only maybe 5 foot tall              

In baby stocking feet.                           

 

He’d got a tiny truncheon,                    

And a little pair of ‘cuffs.                      

I bet he finds it hard to run                   

With all his bobby stuff.            

 

He made his way around the town,       

Determined baby strides,         

Deterring all the naughty boys,              

This little ‘mother’s pride’.                   

 

I couldn’t say how old he was   ,          

He looked no more than twelve,           

The perfect size to store away              

On baby bobby shelves.                      

 

But I’d rather baby bobbies                 

Than nobobby at all.                            

I’d want someone responding,             

Even if they’re rather small.                  

 

 Steve M.

(Jan. 2010)

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