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.
Copyright © Bernard Chan | Year Posted 2018