One very tired secret agent taking up station
behind her desk, driving her computer to pass
the test of playing successfully at being a so-
called normal human being
But her movements are too slow, her expres-
sionless face lets everybody know that she is
there just for show; last night when she should
have been asleep
An evil potion from the confines of the deep kept
the secret agent awake and now it is too late to
remedy the situation, the enemy’s killer pie made
her stomach rumble and boil
Causing fevers to rack her body all night long, but
the secret agent is strong, weathering every storm,
even when she is tired in body and mind, too tired
to think of new ways to rewrite the story of her life
She must change her identity frequently to keep the
enemy off her trail; not sure who is friend or foe in
her life of espionage, she must keep them all on a
false trail, communicating only
With one trusted confidant who establishes his identity
with a new code-word every day; the code is unbreak-
able as it is completely mental and rests upon non-
sensory experience
No wonder the secret agent is so tired today; non-verbal
communication takes a lot of work and requires a lot of
charm from those whose lives depend on it – oh, what
a mysterious and dramatic life!
Only pity is the fatigue of course…
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