Shadows of the Urus

Title: Shadows of the Urus

Amidst the bustling train station’s crowd,
Stood a Lamborghini, noble and proud.
Luke Shaw’s prized possession, a sight to admire,
But little did he know of the impending fire.

Four parking tickets silently grew,
On the windshield they cast their punitive hue.
Each one a reminder of the price to pay,
For neglecting the rules on that fateful day.

A gleaming beast with a hefty cost,
Unaware it would never be lost.
Luke Shaw’s prized possession, now a heavy burden,
The fines accumulated, his heart began to harden.

As the Urus stood there, weary and sore,
Its majesty fading, the shine no more.
No longer a symbol of triumph and glory,
The Lamborghini trapped in a cautionary story.

Luke Shaw’s folly, a tale that will be told,
Of the bold footballer and his car of gold.
A lesson learned through four £60 mistakes,
For even the stars must learn from their breaks.

So remember this cautionary tale each day,
From Luke Shaw’s misjudgment, take wisdom’s way.
Let not pride and neglect darken your path,
Lest you too suffer the Urus’s wrath.