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| There was a detective named Tracy, Who frequently acted quite spacey, She met a young stud, Who drank only blood... That never happened on Cagney & Lacey! Stephanie Cole | 
There was an old vampire named Nick, | Who was... just a bit thick. He wiffled and waffed, Diffled and dalffled And ended up staked with a stick. Dawn Steele There was a sexy vamp named Janette, | One of the best you could have met. Then season three came along, And she had to say "so long". So she went and drove off in her 'vette. Dawn Steele 
There was a young rookie named Tracy, | Opinions differ - I say "let her be". She’ll grow, improve and change, Or be cursed by fans with mange, And tossed into the wild, blue sea. Dawn Steele There once was a vampire named Nick | Who was known far and wide as a brick. He once wished to be mortal. Now he stands at Life's portal and can't decide which side to pick. Marian Gibbons 
There once was a vampire, Janette, | What was neither a fool, nor bimbette. At the change of the season She left-- with good reason! For who'd *want* to be Nick's dinette? Marian Gibbons There was a young vampire, Vachon, | Whose hair was tres long et tres bon. It's a pity about Him being such a lout, But demographics are what we live on. Celeste Hotaling-Lyons 
A young cop, the name of Tracy | Could be silly, in fact, a bit spacey. If the kid settled down, And stopped acting the clown, Would she be more like Cagney & Lacey? Celeste Hotaling-Lyons |
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