A Sonnet Roughly The Quality Of Our Van. . . .

Our van is white and kind of like Smigel
An orange light sits atop as a beacon
(we can't turn it on -- it is illegal)
Holes in the floor, the rooftop is leakin'.

Upholstery: there's none of it inside
Tho we duct taped down some cheapo carpet
Five dudes in 10 square feet, no place to hide
I believe our cooler smells like armpit.

The back benches were welded to the floor
It was originally for cargo
We replaced an axle at the car store
No LED for clock or radio.

No CD nor tape deck for our pleasure
There is no AC or working switch for heat
We are at the mercy of the weather
After 9,000 miles we'll be quite beat.

But in the end our van runs very well
Please let us avoid mechanical hell.

**Note: We realize that this is not really a sonnet, and even if it were it would be a quite terrible one. However, our hope is that you now realize that our van is in many respects not a complete vehicle -- there are pieces of it that are literally held together with chewing gum, in addition to the various aspects described above. Over and out.