The Poet’s Guide to Flirting with Police Officers

Here’s my plan, anyway.  I’m going to find out where that adorable lady cop’s regular patrol is, and then shoot past her in my car doing 70.  When she pulls me over and asks to see my license, I’ll just wink slyly and ask if she means my poetic license.

See where that gets me.

 

 

 

 

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