5 September 2026

Little Car: Postscript

In the wake of the silver Fiesta's departure, I thought I would cheer myself up by asking ChatGPT to write a poem about it. Because I have been amused by its previous attempts at poetry, I thought this would be a bit of a laugh. To deter it from going on at too much length, I asked it to write a haiku. Unfortunately its output was rather sweet. (I owned it for 15 years, not 19, but included '2007' in the keywords.)

Silver friend departs
Nineteen years of faithful roads
One last turn away

This hasn't helped.