My “Reliant” Robin, let’s just say,
It’s quite a blasphemous car;
Trembling with smoking impetuosity.
Its bogus speed rankles me,
Its miscellaneous gears clank….
Three wheels are hardly extraneous!
Its noxious fumes are pungent
Its flimsy fenders are crumpling
Ah me! have I deserved this whimsy?
What can I say? It’s an odd car…
But it’s carried me many miles, per se
I guess it still has my heart.