I was going through some old papers the other day and came across this poem I wrote, oh it must be 25 years ago.
I don't know anyone named James Bond but I wish I did because he could use this as his epitaph...
Here lies James Bond,
Not who you think.
Never slept with a blond,
Never took a drink.
Clearly, I was not as sophisticated a writer then as I am now.
I am Karl Fogsen. Thanks for reading. And quit that sniggering.
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