With Rafa still in his clay monster trance.
But the Yoker bludgeoned Rafa out,
The crowd cheered him on, it was quite a rout!
And Nole lost to Mister Techno
With a bagel, Murray too was Gonzo!
Only Federer survived close shaves,
Suddenly the naysayers were giving raves:
'It's grit! It's passion! It's heart!' they said.
The same ones who thought the King was dead.
With balls of steel, Fed fought with History,
No one was going to deny him victory.
On finals day, rain threatened to fall,
Mirka's preggers, but sat through it all!
6-1, 7-6, 6-4 was the score,
As Fed sank to his knees with a roar.
His serve had pop, his droppers were clever,
JMac claimed he was the greatest ever!
Meanwhile spare a thought for Rafa's knees,
A smarter schedule next time, please?
The Wimby crown he could not defend,
But we moved on, the world did not end.
Suddenly Fed could be Number 1 again,
With history on the line, there was much to gain.