police (Remove filter)
approach with caution
veered off, routine stop, in the shoulder…
looking over your paper work,
keep your hands on the steering wheel,
“I’m not going to ask again”
repeated offenses
respect my authority
police officers
a ford mustang and dodge charger
government funded electric vehicles
take a look inside the hood, it
purrs like a street cat with a scratchy throat
cut the lights on and off
I’m just try...
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