The Search For James Bond Poem by Shaun Cronick

Our search begins,
But where to start.
We seek a man,
To fit the part.

The next James Bond,
A Connery or Craig.
Not some bland actor,
Whose name is vague.

We don't want smooth,
But a bit of rough.
All women look for,
A man that's tough.

Handsomely good looking,
A rugged hero.
Not some powder-puff,
With charisma zero.

A real man needed,
To fill the role.
We hunt east to west,
And explore pole to pole.