7 December 2003
Parody in Chaucer's Style
Chief of Police
The Chief of Police who was tall and blue
Came along to keep order. There were few
That would dare to challenge this well built man.
His face was strict and his skin was made tan.
He carried a big stick and a small gun
That he sometimes would shoot just for fun.
His horse was the darkest of black and built
For speed. He was first to point out the guilt
Of the other men and push for a fine
Sentenced. He punished one for stealing wine
And the hypocrit kept the stolen loot
For himself. Stolen goods lie in his boot
And he took much from the plate of the poor.
He abuses his authority more
Every day. and it is a shame to see
A police chief as corrupted as he.
The chief deserves to die and then to rot
For the great wrong he has done the whole lot.