Un Puy
Un Puech
It is not sushi
To drink of Volvic
Obstinate obsidian
Anquetil et Poulidor
On the mountainside
Stripes, shoes and lava
See the chaine des puys
Ride up removes breath.
C’est le temple de mercure
Up, up, up, up, up, up, up, up,
C’est pas verdure; still vigorous
Forever overshadowed by Le Tour
A crumbling land spoked by “le tour”
Marked by stout gradients, you reach the peak.
