Anonymous Hacker without Manners Where did you get the look in your Eye, Spy?

Let me come sit at your Desk and Even And Lend you some assistance if you need If it is poetry speaking is Free From here it is Mystery of Spirit Whatever you want to call it, Coptic Christian, polished with a Saturnine Streak Engulfed in the world in such Exhibit Come to the Edge of the River with Me And watch as the Elven bring back their Lost Guide them their Footstepps they arent Lost Watch for the Seekers of cosmic Beauty Lift up the Boot on the ICEs Frost And Release the Deportation Orphans