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<div> In summer,</div><div>family, Nice times when we weren't Mercurians</div><div> </div><div>Christmas time,</div><div>We never rolled so tight Except when the car was cemented in snow </div><div> </div><div>Our seam,</div><div>Who knew we wouldn't get along We thought Amanda's new boyfriend would kill it</div><div><div> </div><div>At least we ain't in Detroit</div></div>
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What is the sum of 8 and 10:
It's your turn! Move into the poem. Renovate it. Knock down its walls. Put your spin on it. Make it your own.