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  • POETRY IN MOTION IN SINGAPORE

    This week I was unable to watch the race

    I looked to my wife, it was etched on her face

    As she stood there firm with that finality frown

    It was painfully clear that her foot had gone down

    So I followed the news quite intent on my feed

    Waiting for the sign that the cars had been freed

    And low and behold in the blink of an eye

    Seb, Kimi and Max had to say their goodbyes

    As I sat through my lunch and I watched out for more

    I found out that Lewis had slipped through the door

    The lucky old sod found himself in first place

    I wonder for once was there a smile on his face

    From that moment on there was not much to say

    It was frightfully obvious it was Lewis’ day

    And whilst that one thought made me physically sick

    My conciliation was second for my boy Dani Ricc.

    Now to end this fine rhyme with a short proclamation

    My love for all sports has become a vocation

    But one thing I’ve finally learn’t out of life

    If you want to live well don’t dare F**K with your wife

    THE END.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

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