By Jonathan Taylor Davies
Sorry, I can’t stay long –
I am being chased by Russian men.
I am a great and steely spy man (not Russian)
with adequate sexual prowess.
All Russians wear beige dusters –
you learn something new every day.
My steely, feely sex hands
are callused and large and good at killing Russians.
I am scared of tall buildings –
I know that Russians are on the other side.
Sorry, I have to go now,
it is the Cold War.