Good poem!

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Fastest Pit Crew in the West

You could hear the engine pound as it raced across the ground,

With the burning smell of rubber as the wheels spun ’round and ’round.

As he raced into the pit lane, a red flash emblazoned upon his chest,

His name is Jenson, and he’s got the fastest pit crew in the west.

 

Now they said that pit crew was rubbish, couldn’t even change a wheel

So hope they enjoy their dinner as they eat their words now for a meal

They called him Jenson, (Jensooooooooooon)

And he’s got the fastest pit crew in the west.

 

–          Adapted from a song by Benny Hill

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