T here is a man known to me and you Who was on the beat here in Waterloo , With many a crime, he helped to break And well of him, his comrades spake, Big Jake, Big Jake, no flake, That’s our Jake, Big Jake. A nd so this man that we all know well, A placid guy who would not rebel, A gentle giant, make no mistake Now everyone knows he’s for real, not fake, Big Jake, Big Jake, no flake, That’s our Jake, Big Jake. A Harley D. countless years he rode, Arresting many a criminal toad, To ‘Jimmy’s Lunch’ these toads would take, With his appearance, they would ditch their steak, Big Jake, Big Jake, no flake, Jake the snake, Big Jake. A quiet man with an impressive voice, To get one better would be a tricky choice,
Poetry I have composed throughout the years. Some specifically for people, others for printing in anthologies