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Ode to CRV

Everywhere I be,
There goes a Honda CRV
How do you do it?
Are you a car or an SUV?

Not as big as the Pathfinder bearing down on me,
I like it when I'm followed by a CRV.
Gray seems to be the color of choice,
For those fun lovers of CRVs.

I honestly don't get you, CRV
Are you trying to run over me?
You drive so fast yet look so slow,
Everyone owns you that I know.

Everywhere I be,
There goes a Honda CRV
What is so special about thee?
I ask, in this ode to CRVs.

 
 
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