GARETH SOUTHGATE - A POEM
Stuart Thompson

Gareth Southgate,
At first I weren't sure,
We'd seen him perform,
For teams quite obscure,

For Villa and England,
He'd got to the top,
But then it came to pennas,
The man was a flop,

But he came to the Boro,
He saw the transition,
He wanted a club,
That shared his ambition,

So Teesside became,
His burning desire,
He led by example,
We all were inspired,

A quiet but driven,
Professional man,
A leader of people,
He realised he can,

Move into a wasps nest,
Without any fear,
He's shown us commitment,
With Gibson's full ear,

Unequivocal backing,
He's going to receive,
This wouldn't be given,
To one more naive,

He's calling for changes,
A radical view,
Removing old faces,
So to Boro renew,

He knows we lack pace,
We lack flair, we lack touch,
He knows the ambition,
Is never too much,

He's made some hard choices,
He's fought some hard fights,
But the people he needs,
Need to show their lights bright,

He's chosen to take us,
On a new learning curve,
We used to love battle,
We'll now jink and swerve,

He knows just how much,
We value the shirt,
And he knows it's his mission,
To deliver for cert,

I know he'll reward us,
With a breed we'll be proud,
To stand up and follow,
To sing it out loud,

This man's full of virtue,
He's honest and true,
He does it for him,
BUT HE DOES IT FOR YOU.

This man, he loves Boro,
As much as the next,
So ring up your best mate,
Or send him a text.

The Boro are rising,
We're in very safe hands,
With Coops stood beside him,
And up in the stands,

A master of ceremonies,
Conducting his flock,
Our guiding majesty,
A man made of rock,

We cannot fall short,
Of our deepest desires,
A team that wears red,
Showing violent fire,

As they carry our mastiff,
And enter the fold,
Showing courage, panache,
And violence untold,

We are mighty Boro,
And Gareth knows that,
So don't take him lightly,
He's nobody's twit,

So, come on my Boro,
Let's give him our all,
Even when we are tired,
Stand up and stand tall,

This is our destiny,
Our chosen path,
Leave all of those wannabees,
In our aftermath,

Sing, "You are My BORO",
And sing it out loud,
Cos the louder we sing,
Then the more we are proud!!!!