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His face bears the scars of lower league battling
His voice tells the truth as he sees it
Roy Keane chanced his arm, in trying to rattle him
Casting once loyal team-mates adrift.
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Deals with imposters the way he sees fit
He’ll brisquely walk on the pitch shoulders back
Ask The Toon’s Joey Barton’s opinion of Mick,
When deemed guilty by him, of play-acting.
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He won’t blind you with science or talk in clichés
Like those scared of their chairman will do
He’s known for generosity and old-fashioned ways
When manners were things we all knew.
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He’s just put the cat amongst the pigeons
As his Wolves beat United two-one
So Many Happy Returns Mick, you’re one a million
Of players turning to management who’ve shone!