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and straight off the showroom floor.
We had that new girl smell,
and we were hard as hell
one became a mother.
One took a married lover.
One joined a faux ashram downtown.
We got cracks in the glass,
droops in the ass,
and engines making funky clunk sounds.
Quality control was slipping.
All our warranties had been let slide.
Wheels, years, and odometers rolling -
from latest models to classic rides.
For the Mini-Challenge at Real Toads