1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Carved from North-East anthracite –
As hard, as unyielding. Became a
Hero to the Geordie masses, another
Leader in the number nine shirt, after
Gallagher, Milburn, MacDonald – men
Who gloried the black and white stripes.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 A canny fella, gives nothing away – not
A lad to court trouble – knows his roots,
At one with his own people. They love
His bravery, his honesty, his effort every
Match he plays – unerring penalty king,
Sharp-faced, the arm raised on scoring.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 A local hero of the noble kind, returned
To the Toon via points south – and did his
Bit for country, but knew when to call time.
If it works out, then maybe he’ll triumph
Where many have failed – in bringing back
Good times; silverware for the 50,000.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Whether or not, he’s a man to celebrate –
Lethal predator, in our game’s best traditions.
No fancy stuff, no airs and graces – but a
Determination to do his job as best he can.
Thanks, Alan – a pre-Premiership throw-back
In these selfish times; A mighty magpie


Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/shearer-3/