[ CW ] Write me a poem about a spy on a mission without using the letters `` e '' or `` q '' .

Fatima Fomina; a spy says I 
 
 Without a family; so sad, just cry 
 
 From Russia ’ s bosom did lass grow 
 
 And to Mumbai did lass go 
 
 For Authority would soon blow 
 
 And ruin a world that lass knows 
 
 Rushing to and fro 
 
 Fomina works against Authority and its plough 
 
 For untold worlds trust in lass 
 
 And would fall if lass turns into grass 
 
 A man did jab at lass 
 
 Assuming a conclusion; alas 
 
 Shots rang out and a Spy did fall 
 
 For it was man who flops as a rag doll 
 
 Fomina—victorious—and Authority in a standstill 
 
 Loads of worlds wish Fomina goodwill 
 
 So, this story must allow a curtain 
 
 And all will mill around with a Burton 
 
 P.S. You know all is not sour 
 
 For I abut Fomina and now us is our 

