After school
No one sees it
But I do

Two creatures
Walking by
Our group

They're holding
A phone
And whispering to it

I caught
A small glimpse
Of who they were calling

Clever little lambs
Spying on us
Live feed to their boss

But they don't know
I am a step ahead of them
That they are powerless

Poor little lambs
They won't last long
Probably going to die
Soon