SPY Chronicles

It was a dark & stormy night
And the city’s quiet asleep
Behind the walls
Of a gargantuan chateau
A spy is on a mission
A life is in dispute

But amongst the tress
Hidden by the angry wind
Eyes are watching
Eyes are in awe
What it is that lingers
Is there anything that must be shown?

The dark suited spy
Climbed with all her might
As the rain patters
Will the spy falter?
By the cold sting of water
That darts the avenger

Inside she crept
All sounds must be kept
As she slithers on the floor
And to the creeping door
Will she be discovered?
Or remain covered?

On and on she goes
Unaware of a potential foe
That’s been lurking behind
Oh the spy had been blind
She thought nobody’s there
As she puts tracking bugs everywhere

The eyes that are watching
Thought the Spy is an enemy
Shouted with intensity
“A thief! A thief!”
Awakening the chateau
Furtiveness bid its adieu

……to be continued…..
……to be edited……
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