Our Mazda Part 1
Poor old Mazda has now
gone to the graveyard in the sky.
There was nothing they could do
for her, no matter how hard they tried.
We only had her for a year,
Taking her away almost brought a tear.
Up the ramps and off she went,
Going wherever she was sent.
Probably to be melted down into a can of baked beans,
The end of all her hopes and dreams.
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