Bonding With Bond

What man would welcome the bonds of mortgage, Drown in a long drink of boredom each night? For celluloid loves we’d gladly forage, Evil and despair we’d gallantly fight. Childhood dreams put in permanent storage, Follow villains into cowardly flight. A life ordinary needs no courage, Unlike courting harm to put the world right. What woman would so crave stability, She’d aspire to be a coupon maven, Betroth herself to tame maternity, For a rut no makeup can enliven, Spurn the kiss of dapper virility, Pass each tinselled day ever more craven? A whole world resigned to mortality, Thus chases life with double-o-seven.