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F1: Gilles Villeneuve Tribute Poem

by on May 8, 2012

 This is a tribute

To the legendary Gilles

A mad man of sorts

With extraordinary skill

The fiercest competitor

We may ever have seen

Live on track

Or on a TV screen

A bundle of nerves

Contained by a race suit

When the lights went out

Down went his right boot

He’d rather crash

Then lift off the throttle

The ultimate rival

And “Bad Boy” Model

Others tried to brake late

To gain his position

But he’d simply brake later

Under every condition

Over the Kerbing

Round corners he slid

Pushing faster and harder

He was a big happy kid

Under his helmet

He must have smiled with delight

As he frustrated rivals

Without the slightest contrite

Somewhat unpopular

Among fellow drivers

Due to risky manoeuvres

For which few were survivors

T’was for this reason

He was adored by fans

He held their hearts

In the palms of his hands

His status as legend

Cannot be denied

From the moment of death

It was bona fide

To that crazy Canadian

Who I loved as a child

Who was masterfully skilled

And uncontrollably wild

I tip my hat

As I bow my head

Thirty years today

That you’ve been dead

Watching you race

Was always a thrill

Forever a legend

I’ll remember you Gilles


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