Never ending James Bond poem.

Recipe

Lets get one thing straight
Im not your mate
Bond investigates Watergate

boldfinger

His vehicle of choice
Is not a Rolls Royce
It´s a DB5
Sharp as a knife
Cooler than ice
Makes the ladies looks twice
Ejector seat, I´m not jokin
Shame that Bond gets everything broken
The only thing not hellish bent
Is his British End

QBranch

The tracking system someone snaffled
straight to Cairo Bond must travel
thinking of the microfilm
as he rode upon a camel

Fine companions, Hosein keeps
information? Not a heap
still, advice for time of sleep:
'When in Egypt, delve in deep'

There's a meeting after breakfast
with someone who isn't Fekkish
though Bond makes up for dessert
lack of info leaves him peckish

With an underwater lair
Mr. Stromberg is the villain
"Anyone who comes in contact
with that microfilm, you kill 'em"

Jaws and Sandor do his bidding
Mr. Bond, they try to rid him
one has death upon his lips
two, he speaks of pyramids

Coloured lights on Giza plateau
out of sight, and in the shadows
henchman Jaws- a life he took
Bond took, too- an address book

At the club, a lovely agent
wants the item for her own
Mr. Kalba's private auction
interrupted by the phone

Across the desert, a bumpy ride
Bond sits tight, Anya by his side
doesn't it seem all too quiet at Karnak?
better look around, up above- and stand back!

Jaws defeated, off they ran
Bond and Anya, start the van!
now she tries to claim the item
doesn't have the quicker hand

On the Nile boat, they hold
one another, both are cold
just survival, in Siberia-
training there is far superior

Many hearts, our Bond has won
to his charm they all succumb
his advances they accept
one exception- Triple X

James is stunned, as she rejects
he's too tired to triple-check
some detest, though most are left
falling at the slightest breath

Like Domino, they fall in success
most never know, that once you get
involved with a Double O- it's death
a descent, like a sub below the depths

Jimmy searches for some answers
those he learns once near Atlantis
the villain Stromberg, what he's planned is
far, far worse than first imagined

Such a handsome craft, Naomi
humble pilot? Yeah, if only
nothing more than femme fatale
working for the man named Karl

In Sardinia, Anya discovers
on the Alps, Bond killed her lover
"When this is over, time for vengeance"
comradeship is high with tension

Get along now, Anya, Bond
if just a temporary bond
of Bond Anya is now not fond
put aside at wave of wand

To be partners, this may not
be precisely what she wants
England, Russia 'cross the pond
work together- how détente

First, the mission- best be prompt
Stromberg's plan- it must be swamped
save the sailors, stop that bomb
which the villain's counting on

"Mr. Bond, observe these weapons
instruments of armageddon
life on land will cease forever
for beneath the sea is heaven"

This world's in for stormy weather
listen closely for the better
Miss Amasova, 'O Seven,
now we need you more than ever

Bond gets warheads to collide
countdown starts, no time to bide
Atlantis, the new target is eyed
rescue the girl- she's still inside

Liparus sails in to her new port
Stromberg gets some food for thought
face in plate, Bond turns the tables
the city under the sea- still a fable

Once again, Bond saved the day
in a pod, both made escape
pop that bottle, raise a cup
the British end, Bond keeps it up

00Hero

Meeting up with Severeen
Shes secretly a sex slave.
Steeming up the tv screen.
In every single man caves.
Theyd have made an epic team.
If only Bond was more brave.

RIP Severeen 1997 ~ 2013

cwl007

Always ready
With a quip
As I dump my dead friend in a skip.

QBranch

a helicopter ride
we tour Piz Gloria
above the Swiss Alps
a mild euphoria
is Hilly feeling sick?
we witness cunning Bond
a figure in lipstick
a stiffness coming on

00Hero

Figure 8
On the ice.\
Tracy.

Black girl.
Banana.
Racy.

Stiffness.
Geneologist.
Gay Genieologist.