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The Name is Cecil, Mark Cecil
licence to kill I boast
despite being held hostage
by Jihadists
in an unknown Islamic state
in the Middle East
MI6, the KGB and the CIA
all try to extract me from the terrorists
My girls are:
Anastasia of Russia, Britney of America
and my platonic relationship
with Miss Moneypenny of Britain
who sadly was shot during extraction
The Russians and Americans decided to make their moves
but I forgot the CIA’s codeword: “Helen of Troy”
at the scheduled time of extraction.
I wept bitterly for Britney,
for she was my Helen of Troy
but worse still I also forgot the KGB’s codeword as well:
“Achilles heel”
I wept again
because women are always my Achilles’ heel
With all attempts of extraction having failed
the Jihadists got me ready for torture
starting with the waterboard
However I managed to use my Irish powers of persuasion
to convince the Jihadists
that Mohammed and Saint Patrick where the same person.
And that the Confessio and the Koran
were written by the same guy.
Consequently I was freed by the Islamists,
now able to live to fight another day
and continue my career in international espionage
for the foreseeable future.
The Name is Cecil, Mark Cecil
licence to kill I boast
despite being held hostage
by Jihadists
in an unknown Islamic state
in the Middle East
MI6, the KGB and the CIA
all try to extract me from the terrorists
My girls are:
Anastasia of Russia, Britney of America
and my platonic relationship
with Miss Moneypenny of Britain
who sadly was shot during extraction
The Russians and Americans decided to make their moves
but I forgot the CIA’s codeword: “Helen of Troy”
at the scheduled time of extraction.
I wept bitterly for Britney,
for she was my Helen of Troy
but worse still I also forgot the KGB’s codeword as well:
“Achilles heel”
I wept again
because women are always my Achilles’ heel
With all attempts of extraction having failed
the Jihadists got me ready for torture
starting with the waterboard
However I managed to use my Irish powers of persuasion
to convince the Jihadists
that Mohammed and Saint Patrick where the same person.
And that the Confessio and the Koran
were written by the same guy.
Consequently I was freed by the Islamists,
now able to live to fight another day
and continue my career in international espionage
for the foreseeable future.
Poetry is the unexpected utterance of the soul
Mark Nepo
Mark Nepo

