You’ll see him sneaking around
The church choir
Blending in like a chameleon
Disguised as an usher prior
He knows not
The enemy agent’s name
But agent Orchi is
Master at his game
The choir begins to sing
Startling Orchi’s calm composure
As he trips on the rug
Drawing attention to his exposure
He nonchalantly joins the choir
Causing confused looks within the church
“What’s that awful noise” from one attendee
All eyes in disgruntled search
That’s when Orchi’s enemy agent
Swiftly made his move
But too late for Orchi
Now he’s singing in his groove
He swoons to the left
He swoons to the right
When just then KP shows up
Giving Orchi a fright
His enemy agent slipped away
Unnoticed in all the commotion
As did all the church goers
Like a receding ocean
Poor secret agent Orchi
What now can he do?
What any other secret agent might
He’ll sing harmony with Fido too
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