The phone rings, <br />could be anything. <br />The door bell rings, <br />it's bills and things. <br /> <br />The ambulance sounds it's alarm, <br />a young man has broke his arm. <br />The fire truck sounds a blast, <br />their coming at last. <br /> <br />Ta Tee Ta Ta, Ta Tee Te Te, <br />a French police van, wee wee. <br />Their coming from everywhere all around, <br />put your arms up, lie on the ground?<br /><br />David Darbyshire<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/their-coming-at-last/
