The blue and white carpet, hid the foot prints well

Serious looking art, hung along side, who could tell

Silk and peach, color flow from the air, on the drapes

Frosted, glass bowl filled, with the beautiful bunch of grapes

Timely housekeeper arrives, with her windex, and her broom

Moving ever so quickly, she polished, and shined the room

As she picked up, her things and left, for the back door

She saw that there, was a camera, shadow on the floor

What do I do, and who should I call, she says, in the hall

Oh there you are, so glad that you are here, no need call

Together, they discovered, a hidden camera, behind the desk

Placed there somehow, by a suspicious mate, what a wreck