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All for the Quarter...

Yesterday when I lost my way
I met Bond err ..Mr. Vagabond
I looked up for direction
He said Hi I am Bond… Mr. Vagabond
Lady do not ask me... I have never known my way
Bond…I grew cynical
Here he was bonded with none
You must be happy to live like a hippy
Every day a new way
Every night a new sight
Every morning a new sun
Every evening a new star
Isn't  ...it Bond…err… Mr. Vagabond?

He was polite
Lady you not know
For a Quarter of moon
I left my cocoon
For a Quarter of wine
I left my gold mine
All was Greek my answer was meek
Bond looked lost and I was calculating the cost
It made no sense ….I preened thru my lens
The quiet look said it all…Mr. Bond had a great fall…
Sound of Silence is always uneasy
I wanted to be a little cheesy…

Well Mr. Bond…..It seems you are fond
Of running away when the tides are at the bay
Realizing my cunning he just smiled
Said if you would have seen the light
Would you not have given away
Don't blame me how I sway  
For I have seen the ray….

Ray! Bond shot another Grey
I was amused what's in a ray
I see it everyday
Would u just explain?
For me the meaning is vain
...Bond chuckled…
Lady do contain
Your curiosity is cocaine
Never mind my disdain
But I will explain

Deep within the haunting blue
Up above the daunting hue
One Sunday to be precise
I was gaping and playing dice
There came a storm so new
Blew me drew me flew me through
There over the horizon
I caught a glimpse that made me limp
You could call them eyes
For me they were guise….
Like a mirage I was drawn
From Dusk to Dawn
Yes it was the ray …
the mystic ray..
If I could detain its fluid mane
My journey would have some gain.
Bond gave a Sigh..
And I said Nigh!!!
O Me the Plebian Self
The mysticism beyond my scope
Bond…You really have some Hope
But Tell me How long?....How long ?
For a Ray!!!
Would u be a Bond? Err…Vagabond

Funny u are stuck on Ray
Bond Smirked
You see you missed the point
Of all the things in this world
The quest and the jest is for a quarter
Have I not given enough for the barter?
Yes am a Vagabond
Bonded with my mission
My only passion
I move on and on
Lady....You too have lost your way
Our search is the same the address is the game
Enjoy the journey
While it lasts
You never know Alas!
Wherever whenever do we reach?
One thing I have to teach
Life is a script where
The end is always Boring
So kick start and take the trip
Do not let life Slip
For Once Bond made sense
And I strolled on .. with Bond…err … Vagabond…

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