Why Can't We Live On Mars?

Oh, Mars would be the place to go where everything lasts, and it never snows.
Everyday you could see canyons and the mud on your shirt, from lots, and lots, and lots of dirt.
Redness, Redness everywere, that would probally stick in your hair,
Don't worry now or don't be afraid cause Mars would definitly be to your aid.
I wouldn't want to go anywhere else, 
but the only problem is we don't know no how to live there!
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A Sports Person

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