I recently crashed and wrote off my pride and joy, a lightly modified
1987 Peugeot 309 1.9 GTI. Bit daft, but I've made up a little song about her, to be sung to the tune of "Clementine".
Near a garage, in a small town, On a double yellow line, Dwelt a motor, one-point-niner T'was my Peugeot 309.
Oh my darling, oh my darling Oh my darling, 309 Thou art lost and gone forever, Dreadful sorry, 309.
She was lowered, with a big zorst, And her wheels were mighty fine,
5-spokers off a Focus She was a sporty 309
CHORUS
Drove her myself to the office Every morning just at nine, Smashed her into a Merc Sprinter, Was the end of 309
CHORUS
Tank ruptured, fire caught her, Flames engulfed her in no time, But alas, I was no fireman, So I lost my 309.
CHORUS
Took my bird out, to the great park Then I boned her, 'gainst the pine Then I did her on the bonnet Must have killed the 309
CHORUS
In my dreams she still doth haunt me, The mighty roar of t'one-point-nine; Though in life I used to drive her, Now she's dead, no more redline.