ODE TO THE GRAND PRIX by Anon

ODE TO THE GRAND PRIX by Anon

I thought my hammy’d gone at Hameldon
Pinhaw made my shins sore
I was swollen at Wholan
Mistook at Kelbrook
And in my bed sheets after Weets

I took imodium at Podium
Made a meal of it at t’Billet
Drank Gordon’s after Trawden
Felt abandoned at Hendon
And scared those around me at Towneley

I put the paddy into Padiham
The worst into Worsthorne
But had my money’s worth at Boulsworth
And you know what?
I’ll be back next year for more.