A man of no age
See this world be his stage
Subservant his number
This badge be his honour

His country to serve
In sacrificed love
These stories be told
A plot to unfold

A hero so British
This tune we still listen
A fighter of evil
His Q for distinguish

Sweet ladies a plenty
On rocks drinks martini
A drive in an Aston
Gadgets to walther

All baddies behind him
A win every time
As sunsets divine
A lady reclined
The music..........his line

The names Bond
James Bond