BALTIMORE CITY JAIL

I was standing on the corner doing no harm

Along came a cop and grabbed me by the arm

He took me to a little box and rang a little bell

Along came the wagon and took me to my cell

I woke up Sunday morning and looked around the wall

The chinches and the bedbugs were having a game of ball

The score was 6 to 0, the chinches were ahead

A bed bug hit a homerun and knocked me out of bed

I woke up Monday morning, the waiter came around

With a piece of bread and butter that weighed a half a pound

The coffee tastes like chewing tobacco

The bread was hard and stale

And that's the way they treat you in the Baltimore City jail

 WHITEY SCHWARTZ'S LIMERICK

(Real Author Unknown, Memorized by Whitey who will be 94 on 2/22/17 - Happy Birthday my friend)...Dennis