A Bond legend dies,
And that’s Sir Sean Connery,
Saying, Bond……James Bond.
I’m recovering,
I melted down last evening,
And now remoulded.
I don’t write them write,
Haiku poems, so I’m told.
By the puress ones.
Twitter’s different, I write stuff there and not here, and that’s vice versa.
The hauntings did come, with an eerie moaning sound, and knocks on the door.
