Ode to Her Dead Honda?

So I ran across this blog today, by a girl in Texas who really loves her vehicle. Of course, depending on how you read it, it could be a girl's affection for her Honda, or a necrophiliac's obsession with a body he robbed from a grave and has kept stuffed with potpourri for the past six years.

When I brought you home in 98

I felt so happy and so great.

You've been no trouble or no worry

If I said I didn't love you, I'd be telling a story.

You're a very pretty shade of green,

You always smell so nice and clean.

You are my rock and my pride,

You are....MY RIDE!

By Jamie, TX, USA