Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Fly Spy

Whew! It was a very close call.
I was in between flights and got
Caught by some Turks at the mall.
And around my foot they did spot
My Israel secret agent ring.
I was back boarded and x-rayed.
But no way could they make me sing.
No stool pigeon would I be made.
At last the Turks let me go free.
Some ruffled feathers but okay.
Soon back to Tel Aviv I'll be,
To wing it on the Turks, hey, hey.

I know Turk secrets, be assured.
I am the golden eye spy bird.