As a spy

You're tought to lie and deny

To collect and infect

But

What's left

After you see the reality of the mess

Practicing your brogue

Looking to invoke

Anyone who will obey

No matter what we say

Contemplating what's woke

Not allowed to evoke

Our own logic

Yours is flawless

On every exotic topic

We live lawless

Scripted colloque

Unknown targets life revoked

Because we provoked

Living under cloak

Like it's all a joke

This is exactly why we go rogue

(Poetry)

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