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Cars


(Cars run all over the world. Running from coast to coast, Running fast like a cheetah in the wild. Running in all shapes and sizes. Trucks run big and small, lifted and lowered. Cars run long and short, two seats and four seats. Colors sparkle in the sunlight like stars in the sky Sparkling with the moonlight in the dark night. The bright, shining colors show off the cars And all their features and as people walk By they see their reflections and admire the beauty. The engines make roaring sounds of lions protecting Their territory from all intruders. Also engines run smooth and quiet as a mouse sneaking Around the floor as quiet as possible.
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