Poem

This is my own poem about Formula 1...

Albert starts the season;
the rest follow with reason.
Crashes and spins are the highlight;
butterflies and pins is your plight.
10 seconds is all you can spare;
to change everything that you care.
Cross the checks and see your name;
then follows all the fame.
I may be big or small;
but this is my favourite of all.

-Abraham Edwin

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