On a cold, eerie winter night the cop just began his shift
Hungry as a wolf
He waits for his partner to return with Krispy Kreme donuts
His stomach growls for the taste of the sweet, glazed pastry
Like a dog sitting in front of his bowl, waiting for a treat
Inside of the squad car, the temperature is tropical
Causing him to sweat out a waterfall
Seeing his partner coming back, the cop smiles
As if seeing his first child being born
Once the door opens its like Christmas morning
He devours the box open and begins eating
Like he hasn't eaten in at least a week
Once he is full, he has a satisfied look
And disposes the badly abused box
He puts the car into gear
And begins to hunt for his prey