You may think, we’re out of touch
But we don’t ask, for very much
For what you can, or cannot do
Is not yet left, up to you
Even though, we make the rules
It does not mean, that we are fools
For we worked hard, to earn the right
To try and make you, see the light
That’s our job, your life to guide
And not the dangers, from you hide
So if we’re right, or if we’re wrong
You must with us, go along
So try to be, a little kind
We’ve only got, you’re best in mind
No matter what, we’ve got your back
So if you could, cut us some slack
Unlike your friends, we’re always there
We only think, of your welfare
To live your life, as YOU may choose
You first must pay, all your dues
BOEMS by JA 55