The Spy Who Loved Me
You only live twice, they claim
But you die only once
So go save the world again
Use your wits and your guns
When I look back at it now;
It was a view to a kill
You must live and let live, she said
No more blood left to spill
Come take my hand, my dear
A brief truce among spies
Yet what I will show you
Is just for your eyes
This is no time to die, she cried
But I still let her fall
I think that spy truly loved me
In spite of it all....
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Woe
PoetryFor this challenge you get to write a poem of any style, any subject, as long as it is not over 100 words. And no word is over 5 letters. We are thrilled to announce the winners of our Founder's Challenge #3!! 1st ... Woe By @Gwenda5 2nd ... Will f...
