An Ode to the Van

Oh Van, Sweeet Van (read in a high, singsong voice)

Oh Van, who drippeth oil,

Oh Van, who cheweth fuel,

Oh Van, who runneth so sweetly...
with only a mild 2nd gear shudder,

Oh Van, who pingeth thy clutch at intersections,

Oh Van, who starteth so surely...
with jumper leads,

Oh Van, thy burnt oil aroma singeth my nose hairs so sweetly,

Oh Van, thou art truly a piece of art.....

and though we love you (hiccup, cough, snort)
we must part.....

Its off to the wreckers for you my lad......

Goodbye,

KLF '07