007 James Bond

As an agent I always get my mark
This job was done by day but they usually done when it is dark
I sail with my parachute to the ground
Gonna spend my million pound
I see what looks to me like, CROCS,  what the …k!!!!



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Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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