A Policeman's Lot Is Not

Poverty Is Obsolete And Hunger Is Abolished

My Family Pride Is Something Inconceivable. I Can't Help It. I Was Born Sneering.

When The Enterprising Burglar Isn't Burgling; When The Cut-throat Isn't Occupied In Crime; He Loves To Hear The Little Brook A-gurgling; And Listen To The Merry Village Chime.

You Must Lie Upon The Daisies And Discourse In Novel Phrases Of Complicated State Of Mind. The Meaning Doesn't Matter If It's Only Idle Chatter Of A Transcendental Kind.

The Law Is The True Embodiment Of Everything That's Excellent; It Has No Kind Of Fault Or Flaw And I, My Lords, Embody The Law.