Police - The Drive In Poem by Paul Warren

Drive in theatres in 1976 were the rage
When couples met in summers made
And Whyalla had its own one too
On Fridays and Saturdays audiences it drew

One Saturday night the crowd was good
With the takings on the night as it should
The manager was contented with his lot
And was counting the money in his office spot

Suddenly a car drove down the driveway at speed
The two men in the car jumped out to do the deed
With a rifle demanding money as their crime
And they wanted the takings in express time

The manager pushed the alarm button call
The police cruiser was near and they gave its all
Arriving whilst the robbers were still there
The robbers panicked and shot without care

With one of the police officers going down
Shot in the stomach falling to the ground
In the confusion the malefactors made their escape
Finally being cornered they were arrested in their fate

When prison for four years was their punishment enduring
And the wounded copper spent a long time recovering
But the public did not care what had occurred
And the police officer was forgotten as they erred.

© Paul Warren Poetry