Walking Under the Influence

So these guys walk out of a bar
And wisely left their car
It was past two in the morning
As the moon hung low forlorning

They came upon an intersection
Along their staggering direction
With not a vehicle in sight
Crossed against the red stoplight

Suddenly a cruiser screeched
Stopped abruptly within reach
They gave the boys a talking
And charged them with jaywalking

In fairness to the ones in blue
One of the drunken fellows knew
A bylaw supervisor
Whom he claimed as his advisor

His buddy tried to shut him up
As one cop became abrupt
His partner had more tact
So they came 'round to the fact

Despite the road transgression
It was an innocent procession
With good intention, and not wicked
Thus they only got the ticket