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New Prompt! Imagine that you go out in the morning to drive to work and discover that your car has changed colors. It’s your license plate on the front and back of the car. There’s your coat on the back seat. The floor pads are yours; that spot on the seat cover where you spilled something still remains, but the car is a different color. What do you do? What do you think? EMBARRASSMENT! I know it's an embarrassment to be a car, so old! And it is just a harassment to say I can't be sold under the cash-for-clunkers plan 'cause I'm not old enough-- I think nineteen years is just grand! I know I've had enough of being blue and driving slow and being an old car! I'll leave my Jenny's stuff below the seats when I drive far off from my boring, light blue life and PURPLE, then become-- I'm blushing from my saddened plight: embarrassment has won! Her old coat is still in the back; my license plate's still on. She tried to destroy my floor mats--- they're very nearly gone! I know she calls me Perceval I've had that name so long, I know that I'll keep it until I'm singing my Swan Song! Purple Perceval's my new name-- I like the rhyth'mic sound! And with that fancy moniker I think I'll hang around!
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