I know a fat old policeman, he's always on our streetA fat and jolly red-faced man, he really is a treatHe's too kind for a policeman, he's never known to frownAnd everybody says he is the happiest man in townHe laughs upon Point QG, he laughs upon his beatHe laughs at everybody when he's walking in the streetHe never can stop laughingHe says he never thrivedAnd once he did arrest a man and laughed until he criedHis jolly face did wrinkle then as he shut his eyesHe'd open up his great big mouth, he was a wondrous typehe said, I must arrest youhe didn't know what forand then he started laughinguntil he cracked his scoreSo if we just beat itwhen they're walkin' round the townThey shake it by this battleand they give it half a crownHis eyes will beam with sparkleshe'll giggle with delightAnd then he'll start livin'with all this pakumedaNo!