A dutch storms through the field

A Sir steps on the podium

And a prancing horse plummets

A man visits the barriers

Another man storms through the field

A couple of brits seize the podium and

A the lion king wins the race

This was France

Some crash,

Some are good Samaritans,

A sir rushes towards the podium,

A dutch crumbles,

And a Spaniard shines!

A driver revives,

Another shines,

One visits the wall,

Another heals from back pain,

And the rain fades away,

This was Canada.

An Italian nightmare,

One Ferrari retires,

Another one retires,

A Austrian looking smug,

A Mexican overdriving (but not too much please)

A German car with an English driver making wonders,

An a Canadian encountering Miss Wall for another date…

This was Azerbaijan.

An unhappy monegasc,

A happy Mexican,

A bitter Spaniard,

A loud Brit,

And a broken German,

This was racing in Monaco

Leclerc retires,

Ferrari suffers,

Verstappen wins,

Hamilton recovers,

Mercedes resuscitates,

Sainz…is a Donkey.

Jesus joins the Garage,

Some talk about crashing,

Some talk Spanish,

Some some mumble,

And some pray for Sainz…

And the Donkey’s Garage goes…

A man laughs,

Another says undeniably,

A spaniard crashes,

An Aussie goes through gravel,

A man sheds his skin,

A flying dutch takes the chequered

And an Italian cries…