Life Begins
¶ 1
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So forty is the age
of Teddy Sheringham;
of Millwall and Forest fame
and also Tottenham.
¶ 2
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He plays now for the Irons
at West Ham’s Upton Park
and for the famous Hammers
he’s already left his mark.
¶ 3
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He’s played for countless managers
of the calibre of Clough
of his silky, sublime skills
they could never get enough.
¶ 4
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Enjoyed the high life at United
under Alex Ferguson,
so many vital goals
like the one against Bayern.
¶ 5
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Never blessed with any pace,
he thinks his way round the pitch;
whilst others have retired,
he plays without a hitch.
¶ 6
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Once a very famous half
of the SAS partnership;
Shearer’s hanging up his boots
before his form takes a dip.
¶ 7
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In the twilight of his career
of that there is no doubt;
contract for another year
before the final light goes out.
¶ 8
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A man of his intelligence
should join the management game.
In years to come for England-
he could really make a name.
¶ 9
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So “well done, Edward Sheringham!”
as Old Big ‘Ed would have said.
Still going strong at forty,
goals from both feet and head.
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