Dot's Birthday

The lighter side of my writing....

'Twas the day of Dot‘s birthday, when all through the agency

It was just another day, as far as we could see;

Dot’s subpoenas were entered in the computer at last,

And she was hoping that Sarge would lay off her ass;


Her coworkers were nestled all snug in their chairs,

While visions of birthday cake danced in the air;

And Sarge in his cowboy boots, drinking a coke,

made his way back to the office after a quick smoke,


When out in the parking lot there arose such a clatter,

We sprang from our desks to see what was the matter.

Away to the window we all flew like the wind,

Tore open the blinds and let the light in.


The sun outside made the air heavy with heat

The parking lot asphalt could burn your feet,

When, what to our wondering eyes should appear,

But our ten certified/civil deputies all brimming with cheer,



Corporal Ganter and Deputy Wright were leading the way,

Looking more than ready to start their day.


Right up the sidewalk, walking in pairs they came,

And Sarge whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"Now, Wif! now, Wayne! now, Mary and Mikey!

On, Russ! on Garry! on, Moe and Dougie!

Nice of you to show up! No loafing in the hall!

Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"


As Dot read her card there was a tear in her eye,

Sarge wrote more than his initials, that was why!

He wrote, “Get to work.” and “Happy Birthday” too.

She was in such shock she didn’t know what to do!



And then, in a twinkling, she felt something on her nose

And when she looked down it was bleeding like a hose!

She said, “No big deal. It happens all the time.“

So Jo Ann asked her when and Dot said, “The last time I was nine!”

Marlene and Moe brought tissues and a wet cloth for her neck,

While Dot said her usual, “Oh what the heck?“,

When Eileen turned white and slid to the floor,

Right at that moment Sarge walked through the door.


Looking very concerned, Sarge asked “What’s going on here?“

Dot said, “I just have a little nosebleed, there‘s nothing to fear.”

Sarge asked, “Then why is Eileen on the floor looking pasty and white?”

Dot said, “Oh, once she comes to, she‘ll be alright.”


The EMTs arrived dressed all in blue,

Thank God they were there, they knew what to do.

“Pinch your nose here and don’t let go”

They then took her blood pressure and let us all know


“She should go to the hospital” is what they surmised.

Dot refused, we weren’t surprised.

So Jo Ann drove Dot’s car home and Mary followed her there,

While Marlene and Moe took her to the hospital with great care.


The guys all went on their merry ways,

They had many papers to serve, it was “one of those days.”

Sarge went to his office, he had papers to check.

He noticed Eileen on the floor and thought, “Oh, what the heck!“


He left here there thinking, “I’m sure she’ll be fine.”

But then he remembered she was on the PSO’s dime.

He found an old bucket and filled it to the brim

As he dumped it on Eileen he wore a big grin.


Now back at the hospital Dot was in the ER,

The doctor packed her nose, she couldn’t believe how far…..

Up he kept going, she thought it would come out of her eyes

But that didn’t happen much to her surprise.


Her family arrived and she could finally leave,

With all that crap up her nose she could hardly breathe!!

Poor, poor Dottie is all we could say…

What a horrible way to spend her birthday!!!!