Ode to VOLVO

You found rocket fuel on Space City.

And offered it to me because finding it is shitty.

You were picked off too young by an enemy operator.

But stayed on comms and told me how to get outta there.

I fought my way to the rocket extract.

Hoping I’d be able to keep this tank of fuel intact.

My success is owed to you, and you alone.

You’re a real one, VOLVO, and everyone should know.