Author's Wild Ride Ends in Police Fire.
Jillian Lauren, author so fine, Shot by police, now charged with a crime.
In Los Angeles, a chase did unfold,
Police on the hunt, with stories untold.
Hit-and-run suspects, with crimes so bold,
Led the officers, through streets so cold.
Police on the hunt, with stories untold.
Hit-and-run suspects, with crimes so bold,
Led the officers, through streets so cold.
They searched high and low, through the city's night,
Till they reached Jillian Lauren's street in sight.
Her husband Scott Shriner, a Weezer bass star,
Was home with Jillian, near and far.
Till they reached Jillian Lauren's street in sight.
Her husband Scott Shriner, a Weezer bass star,
Was home with Jillian, near and far.
A suspect appeared, on their quiet street,
Jillian grabbed a gun, with a nervous beat.
She emerged from her house, with a determined stride,
And refused to drop it, despite the officers' pride.
Jillian grabbed a gun, with a nervous beat.
She emerged from her house, with a determined stride,
And refused to drop it, despite the officers' pride.
They asked her to put it down, with a gentle tone,
But Jillian stood firm, all alone.
She pointed the gun, with a reckless aim,
And the officers shot her, with a sudden claim.
But Jillian stood firm, all alone.
She pointed the gun, with a reckless aim,
And the officers shot her, with a sudden claim.
She ran back inside, with a wounded shoulder too,
And stayed hidden, for half an hour or two.
Her babysitter joined her, with a worried face,
And together they waited, in a quiet, secret place.
And stayed hidden, for half an hour or two.
Her babysitter joined her, with a worried face,
And together they waited, in a quiet, secret place.
But then they came out, with a surrender so fine,
And the police took them, with a gentle design.
Jillian was charged, with attempted murder so bold,
And her story unfolded, like
And the police took them, with a gentle design.
Jillian was charged, with attempted murder so bold,
And her story unfolded, like