My commandant declassified all that we were told
so we knew it was hunky-dory
After he proclaimed me persona non grata
I began to have my doubts. But I reasoned that he had God on his side so what could a robot do?
Anyway, I called to tell you we lost both engines and are drifting off the coast of Madagascar with a load of Cosworth-Ford V12 engines that we are going to throw overboard to lighten the ship and then row to Hong-Kong
Call you then, bye.
Now I seek only the Dim Sum in Patagonia in Portuguese currency now worth less since the capture of Stalin’s secretary’s poodle.