Rolling Through the Years
A poetic drive memorizing my automative history

My first was Polo, orange and bold
Unfortunately, the finances got too tight
Then came the 242, a tank of rank
But it died when lent to a friend
After several years’ break, came the Biene
A cheeky little Frenchman who served me well
Got a gold skirt and was proud till the end
Dyna became the successor, an Italian
The chemistry wasn't quite there
The Asian scene was then explored
In came Primiera, with plenty of space
In the end, she was almost falling apart
A trip to America became the result
Mondeo, you gallant one, you were elegant and expensive
Had to make way for Kasper, a 316
The fast German, first lover of speed
Then it was goodbye to fossil burners
Hello to Korea, hello to my Soul
Silent and fast, with plenty of room
The technology is good, and I love your design
Now in our 8th year together
I hope for many more.
About the Creator
Henrik Hageland
A poet, a writer of feelings and hope. A Dane and inhibitant of the Earth thinking about what is to come.
A good story told or invented. Human all the way through.
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