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He
stands there, in his handsome uniform. But
in his eye there's a gleam. He's
not just admiring the scenery, He's
there as one of a team. He
looks at your luggage and then at your face It's
amazing just what he can tell. He's
had a few tips on psychology, And
on human nature as well. He'll
detect the odd bulge, a face turning red, He'll
move in quick, with consummate grace. "Excuse
me please, just step over here I'd
like to examine your case." "Oh
I do feel queer, can I sit over here?" She
says, as she's just passing by. But
he found the contraband, inside her hat. Although
she's had a very good try! "Now
look here my man, I can't hang about. My
train goes, at quarter past three." As
the white plastic packets were uncovered, he said "You'll
just have to come along with me!" The
turban seemed to be a funny shape. At
the corner it was almost square. It
didn't have stacks of poppies inside. But
it certainly had a very good share! "Here
have a whisky, put up your feet!" The
ship's captain was ever so bold. He
declined, continued the search; it was there. Under
a pipe, just to the side, in the hold. "I
do admit I'm just over the quota," She
said with such a beautiful smile. He
took a quick look and very soon found out. She'd
passed it by many a mile! "Oh
come along Sir, I'll bet you don't dare, Amongst
my belongings to grope." He
was tempted but decided to refer her on. And
her brassiere was filled up with dope! "I
admire you chaps, standing out in all weathers. You're
only doing your duty." "Thank
you sir, I'll just examine your car." Secret
places were filled up with booty! The
Priest was angelic, with a lovely white collar. Even
though surrounded by thugs. But
when they examined the bible he carried. The
'cut out' was filled up with drugs! The
limousine drew up, the chauffeur looked sad. "The
engine's 'missing', it regularly backfires." In
no time at all, they'd uncovered the stuff. Hidden
inside each one of the tyres! The
box of fruit was beautifully presented. "Here
sir, take a nice ripe banana." "No
thank you, not now," he said with a smile. As
he uncovered bags of marijuana. Contraband
gets past, I am sure. Since
conversion to container freight. It's
much more difficult to examine the load. And
it does make investigators irate. Don't
every imagine, Mr. Amateur. That
you've got an original thought. Don't
take any chances, is my advice. If
you want to avoid being caught! Resolve
to stay within the limit. And,
if you do that, you can. Avoid
unnecessary detention. By
the dear old Customs man! by
Stan Andeliver
Author:
Trevor Durbidge Copyright © 2001 [TJD].
All rights reserved. Revised:
October 30, 2007
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