Dog News: Fat Old ex-F1 Drivers

Fat Old ex-F1 Drivers

(poem by the Dog of the Blue Orange Lion)

In F1 paddocks all across the globe
As grid girls carry on their busts
You'll see some weird lonely creatures
Deformed unfinished in disgust

These monsters once were F1 drivers
And used to win a race or two
Alas their glory days are over
And they have nothing left to do

You once were used to taking laurels
Piquets or Laudas or Prosts
Exibiting their rotund bellies
They look and sound and walk so gross

Approached sometimes by fatuous Ebel
You cough into his microphone
With hoarse hopeless dying voice
Which paralises even drones

And as I watch my stupid telly
With can of Red Bull in my hand
I slap me on my gorgeous belly
And wish you were in distant land