Raid

The police officer entered the grounds,
The day was clear and bright,
The school glistened with sparkling dew,
Left over from a crisp night.
He wandered under one of the buildings,
Old and countless times mended,
When, to his surprise from nowhere,
Three children came forth and surrendered.
"We're so sorry, Officer, sir,"
They were heard to exclaim,
"We didn't know they were stolen,
We can easily explain."
He rounded them up and restrained them,
And continued his stroll,
As three students burst from the bushes,
Their de facto hiding hole.
All consuming alcohol,
And cigarettes galore,
All minors subject to prosecution,
For they were breaking the law.
He walked towards the Staff Toilets,
The school still in a hush,
And as he approached the building,
He heard every toilet flush.
The smile on his face was priceless,
For he was nobody's fool,
If only the ones concerned knew,
He was just dropping his daughter at school.

One of our parents was at school yesterday giving a talk to students. He's a police officer. Now you know where the inspiration came from.