Ode to Daniel Craig
Roger Pierce Timothy and Sir Sean,
Taught me exactly how to live my life.
If only I could say the same for George,
But he was given only bad advice.
The man I really ought to thank is Ian,
He’s the reason that you’re reading this.
Basking in the sunlit Caribbean,
He made that man who likes to kill and kiss.
Gripped by the scent and smoke and sweat,
Dreading the pain of the carpet beater,
Right up until learning the bitch was dead,
My awe was such I can’t commit to meter.
So when you ask me how I want my drink,
I’ll tell you if I choose to give a damn.