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Time for the New Ride


Everyday and everywhere I go I drive

But everytime I drive, I feel deprived

It time for a g35.

At first I thought I would be happy with an accord

I buffed it up so it roared

But over time I realized, I needed a new and bigger reward. 

A new g35 would be the greatest prize

It would be a blessing in disguise

And it would be my accords demise.

Overtime my accord had slowed

It was time to go beast mode

My new g35 and I are ready to command the road.

 

 

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