"Oh my god!" He cried.
"My ass is gonna be fried!"

Under my watchful eyes,
came along a group of spies.
Their purpose unknown,
the floors they sneaked across,
hardly groaned.

Their purpose mindful,
I didn't see them coming,
I was a fool.

Now that they left,
I am bereft,
of the colony's only,
food source.

Originally written: May 1997