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The Operative

 

In the CIA,

To say it brief,

 

On almost every day

A covert operative

 

In guarded lonely grief

Leads his ghosted life

 

With signal neckerchief

Engaged in mischief, misbelief—

 

As does his single,

Solitary wife.

 

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Country/Region: USA

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