Under Surveillance
“There he is! We’ve just spotted him, Sir. He’s heading our way,
And not wasting any time. Same fellow as yesterday.
He’s a slick operator. Too clever for words, I say,
And he just scaled the fence, Sir — made it look like child’s play.
He has just crossed their garden, gone straight through a flowerbed,
And he appears to be lurking near the owner’s car shed.
Yes, he’s looking in the door — someone has left it ajar.
Perhaps we should close in now, in case he gets in their car.
Hang on. He’s moved away. Ops! We’ve just lost camera three.
Give us a moment please, Sir — this happens occasionally.
I hope we haven’t lost him, otherwise…wait, it’s back on.
There he is! He’s by the path — fortunately hasn’t gone.
We might need more men, Sir, he’s as slippery as an eel.
He has a nose for the goods, and who knows what next he’ll steal.
He’s sneaking down their driveway, keeping close to shrubs and trees.
Yes, he’s as sly as a fox, slips in and out like the breeze.
He has just gone out their gate, and is moving down the street.
He’s incredibly agile, very silent on his feet.
It won’t take much to lose him...hang on...he’s going next door.
Quickly, zoom in, zoom in. Ahh! We’ve just lost camera four.
Switch to camera two. No, no luck. Try camera one.
There he is! By the alleyway — now we might see some fun.
He’s moving more quickly now. Something in his sights no doubt.
Better get the lads down there, and grab him on the way out.
Ahh! Not again! Camera one’s down now. He’ll get away.
Oh no! Now all the others have gone down too — what a day.
Wait! Camera one has come back on — I gave it a tap.
There he is! Oh NO! It’s too late. He just shot through the cat-flap.
By Lance Landall
