Secret Service

He’s from the secret service

He packs a Walther PPK

He’s got a licence to kick your head in

If you get in his way





He’s from the secret service

M.I. 6 and 5

See him use his licence

The last thing you see alive





He’s from the secret service

No Mr Big he hasn’t found

No mean feat considering

A film crew

Follow him

Around

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Marathon Runner

I’m going to run a marathon

I’ve paid my entry fee

I’ve got my race number

And athletically

I’m ready to run a marathon

I’m in great shape

I’ll probably cross the line first

And when I break the winners’ tape

Be interviewed on the telly

Become a celebrity

But I’ll play down my easy victory

With feigned modesty





I’m going to run a marathon

I’m on the start line

With ten thousand other runners

With ambition

like mine

Ten thousand other runners

Looking super fit

Looking super confident

And ready to commit





They’re going to run a marathon

I’m going home

I’ll never be an athlete

I lack the chromosome

I’ll watch the race on telly

With a cake and pot of tea

I’m a couch-potato runner

Run a marathon

Not me