Hi Guys,

I thought it was time to bring my poem out from the cobwebs just to remind you of the track and its hidden qualities. He he.


An Ode to Knutstorp
by Gee-Deeman

Last night we raced on Knutstorp,
A bumpy track you know,
It made my man breasts flip and flop,
you should have seen them go!
I had to push my eyeballs back in,
they kept on shaking out,
I slipped and slopped my sausage,
it wobbled all about,
Dose lost some teeth he reckons,
I found them on the track,
When he found that I had got them,
He Said 'Giff fme my teef back!'
So ...If you race on Knutstorp,
Your best to wear a bra,
Keep your mouth closed tightly,
or your teeth will bite the tar!

The End

And that's all by night

Congratualations Geedee, my endowed songwriter
very funny.
And yes, pacemaster:
Knutsdorp was a thrill,
and made my stomach ill

And thanks to my pit crew, that spended me a complete repair

Guys, C U on the track,

Tom

Great poem for a great track! Knutstorp shows us that it's possible to get seasick, far away from the sea.

A New Ode to Knutstorp.
by Gee-Deeman

Again I raced at Knutstorp,
But this time it was at night,
I got hit on the first corner,
And it broke my fuppin light,
But never mind I raced on,
Although I was quite shi*e,
But on lap 8 I hit a car,
And then it was goodnight!

The End ...yes it was ...

A damn silly place to park his car,
I wished my car was stronger,
And if I had raced more laps,
My poem would have been longer,
But as it is it's short and sweet,
You will have to give me that,
And blame the length of it on,
That silly fuppin' twat!

By Gee-Deeman

An Ode To B8man man man
by Gee-Deeman.

B8man you are naughty,
Cos you gave me such a fright,
To race on Knutstorp in the day is hard,
But to race there in the NIGHT ! ! !
My heart did pitter patter,
My eyes I strained to see,
I wish I had ate more carrots,
When I had my tea!

Mea culpa

But no regret.
I spend a round of carrots and if you want you can follow me next night run and I will show you the way through the dark.

C U bye night

Flo

Thank you B8,
For the events you create,
Your the man,
B8man man man.

And next time at night,
I know you lead me right,
Cos' your top flight,
And give a good fight.

So see you later,
B8'er ...man man man.

Cheers amigo,

Gordon,