Our lives they do fill,
With the urge to send them the laundry bill.
Or worse, make us James Bond
But with no license to kill.
You see,
Bond makes our hearts with love fill,
He let's us take a chill pill
In a world that otherwise spills,
Mostly tea, but sometimes coffee
With disdain the size of the nearest hill!
-Written by a dill inspired by a dill, in a burst of inspired free will! ✨️
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