He was on Her Majesty’s secret service
moving from door to door
some thought a tax collector
or collecting money for the poor
What of this double o trained to kill?
Undercover, trenchcoat, flat top hat
not just an unpaid council bill
much more important than that
What then was this dangerous, secret mission?
he was checking waste bins from JM’s kitchen
For TR’s poetry comp
Boadicea's Chariot 
Soutie, your mission and kitchen rhyme is enviable! 🙂
Ha ha, why thank you Janus, one does draw one’s inspiration from the most unusual places 😉
Love it!
nice one.
Thank you Boa & Pseu 😳