My car I've had for over a year
And many miles has she done
But last night something went bang
And apparently my pistons are gone.
Just a little way up my road
Not far really she wasn't even hot
But the timing belt snapped on her
And driving around now I'm not.
I miss my car already
A Friend, a pain, a Beast
But in the last year or so
From A to B she's got us and never ceased.
So now what do I do
Scrap my friend or fix?
Depending on the cost I fear
I'm in a right old mix
My nephew's coming over
To look under the bonnet
So whilst he sorts out Freda's fate
I thought I'd write a poem on it.
So now to close I fear my car's demise
I don't think she can be saved
But on all the journeys we have had
On whole the "Beast" behaved.