Wednesday, March 25, 2009

You're A Mission 04.02.00

I have received my instructions
Destroyed them of course
I do not need a reminder
Nor a code sent in morse

When the rendez-vous happens
Of course I'll learn more
All I must do is get there
Walk through a door

And I'm just following orders
I'm not fumbling for idmes
I should be what I seem
With my eye on the time

The time when my number was certainly called
The event can't be stopped, revised or forestalled
And I'm traveling farther to further my play
For my mission refuses to brook more delay

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