Limericks - Any cops from Nantucket?

[Sharky]

On another forum I visit, someone started a limerick thread that's now seven pages long. I thought it would be fun to do here. And if we keep it clean -- and on topic -- maybe the moderators will keep 'em in "General Topics" for awhile.

I'll start:
There once was a cop from Nantucket,
Who kept his gear in a bucket.
It did not look so bad,
But the sergeant got mad!
Now look where he's gone and stuck it!

Remember:
~ five lines (original, nothin' dirty!)
~ lines 1, 2 and 3 - eight syllables, all three lines rhyme
~ lines 4 and 5 - six syllables, both lines rhyme

Next:
"These cuffs," cried the puke, "are too tight!"
(I'd clicked them together just right.)
He soon was reassured,
That I had always heard,
Handcuffs should fit snugger at night!

Next?

[DaveInTx]

The Reverend Henry Ward Beecher
Called a hen a most elegant creature;
The hen, pleased with that
Laid an egg in his hat,
And thus did the hen reward Beecher.

DaveInTx

[Traffic_Goddess]

There once was this cop named Shooter,
Who, on foot, was chasing a looter.
The perp was a zero,
no match for our hero,
who caught a ride on a motor scooter.

*groan*
I know, I know...that was lame.
I'm out of practice...LOL

[Sharky]

There was a young copper from Minn,
His years on the street made him grin.
As he dealt with the punks,
And he argued with drunks,
He kept sane by having thick skin!