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May 2018
Hey folks, Formula one is coming’ to our city,

Salute, it’s a hard track, drivers say’ what a pity,

Only best survive, others can’t make it…’ really,

Hey you, in Baku Circuit, you shouldn’t drive silly.



Baku race is cold shower; each turn is drama,

Drivers try faster; no accident is in agenda,

First turns are shocker, Williams is out of strada,

The show is not over, Force India is an addenda.



Ferrari goes *******, there is no place for a bore,

It pushes the brakes hard, why to speed up for?,

Whoever rushes badly, finds itself on the floor,

You wanted to take this track??, go to the next door.



Bulls are chasing, fighting for the fourth place,

They are friendly mates, well, that is not the case,

Sector one turn is here, Max do not leave any space,

Adventure is done for the race, Bulls are red in a face.



The Last laps on horison, Bottas is a leader,

His speed is excellent, Hami’s heart is bleeder,

Drama is not over; debris is an absolute killer,

Bottas is out of race, Hami is a surprise winner.



Baku city circuit is the best track of all times,

Fans are blessed with fun,… and adventure’ in each glance

Baku is a mystery, do not try to forecast,

Formula’s best drivers may find themselves on the grass,
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