She listens closely for those soundless whispers
She even hovers about at vespers
She sees what no one sees
And shakes her head at the ******!

She’s always prying, never satisfied
She doesn’t care about the ‘classified’
When discovered, she says, ‘enough’
But then, she’s only started to bluff

‘I free you from *******’, saith she
Then I thought I was truly free
She lurked around though I couldn’t see
And surely, soon again, she was after me!