Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the city Not a squad car was stirring, except those on duty. The cars were all parked even though we still care, In hopes that by morning the fee would not be there. The citizens were nestled all snug in their beds, While the police risked getting shot in their heads. And Jerry in his ?kerchief, and Bob in his cap, It would be better if they had a salary cap. When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, Call 9-1-1 to see what's the matter. Away