I found Old Trafford too closed in
High stands for haughty looks
Tall structures focused on the pitch
Failure given no truck
These were the Fergie years
Years of excess
Then Liverpool came a-calling
4-1 they won ah bless
Fergie was an autocrat
A single-minded power
Gruff betimes and angry too
He mellowed with the hour
But there was no clan no family
To carry on the trad
They had no new messiah
So things have turned out bad
There’s an expectation in that place
That really ought to die
Success has made them arrogant
Humility they should try
Me I support the Wanderers
A lifetime up and down
But you learn to take it in your stride
No need to wear a frown
United is big business
And that’s a burden too
Loadsamoney everywhere
Takes the joy from you
Thank God I support the Wanderers
Little local team
Win some and lose some
And always a happy dream
Brian Fahy
14 August 2022
Erris Poetry 