When it's shaken, not stirred,
you know it's Bond. James Bond.
When he loved, she purred,
whether redhead, brunette, or blond.
When asked about jewels or wine,
Bond always knew the cut and year.
When Baccarat was played, he was fine,
Bond usually won the coup, that's clear.
When Bond drove his Q-made car,
great danger was around the bend.
When the bad guys never got far,
they always wind up dead, in the end.
When the villain thought he had 007,
Bond had his bag of Q-made tricks.
When it appeared he was off to heaven,
Bond found a way to get his kicks.
When his plans were compromised,
Bond usually found another way.
When it mattered, Bond improvised,
surprising M always saving the day.
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