I dont know my name
I dont know my fame
Even though 180 minutes is my life
I get the attention of the sport as if I'am its wife
Millions of dollors & hearts are at stake &
A slight misbehaviour of me can become a costly mistake
Like every human I breath in & breathe out air ,
I burn out the food in my stomach and spend out the enerygy
Valves close & open , lines carry fuel like to an arteries,
Strands of conduits transfer the signal like the neurons
Thousands around the globe are working on my improvement caring like doctors ,
To unravel the fourmula for success ,to be number one ,to beat the 3 pointers( Mclaren) ,
In the spirit of Formula 1 ,Hail Red.......Even though 180 minutes is my life
I get the attention of the sport as if I'am its wife
Millions of dollors & hearts are at stake &
A slight misbehaviour of me can become a costly mistake
Like every human I breath in & breathe out air ,
I burn out the food in my stomach and spend out the enerygy
Valves close & open , lines carry fuel like to an arteries,
Strands of conduits transfer the signal like the neurons
Thousands around the globe are working on my improvement caring like doctors ,
To unravel the fourmula for success ,to be number one ,to beat the 3 pointers( Mclaren) ,
May the Prancing Horse FLY!!!!!!!!!!
...as written by Natraj...
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