Little poem about our boys in blue in the UK

THE  LAW

The laws of this once great land were written quiet in vain

For there are certain individuals who fail to follow the grain.

The pitfall is punishment if captured committing a crime

The burglar, the blagger there gonna get some time.

But if a copper does a crime and is unlucky he is caught

Then why are there no charges on him, are ever brought.

Scotland yards a joke  ............  They’re rotten to the core

A haven for bent coppers well above the law.

How many more times are we gonna hear a case 

Coppers telling lies, corruption on their face.

We all know of there reluctance to bring their own up on a charge

Just internal reprimanding, bent copper still at large.

So if you wish to be a villain you should become a copper

For they’re the bastards with a license to do it good and proper.

Sorry guys but I am in a mischievous mood today!!!!!