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The Special One

Like Jose Mourinho

You're The Special One.

Unlike Mourinho,

You've never let me down.


Like Romelu Lukaku,

You're heavy in my heart.

Unlike Lukaku.

Your shots always find their target,

My heart!


Like Juan Mata

You're the "Juan"

The one that matters!

Unlike Mata,

You can never be benched.


Like David De Gea,

You're the best keeper in the world.

Unlike De Gea,

You have the strongest defense.


Like Antonio Valencia,

You're strong in the tackle

Whenever I attack you.

Unlike Valencia,

You know all the way to my heart,

Not just one.


Like Ashley Young,

You don't just want to get old.

Unlike Young,

You get better with time,

Like the fine wine you are.


Like Lingard,

You look younger than you are.

Unlike Lingard,

You perform extremely better

Than it seems.


Like Paul Pogba,

You add variety, flair and style

To my life.

Unlike Pogba,

You do it consistently and without backlash.

Nor getting injured when it matters


Like Manchester United,

You're one of the best women I've ever met.

Unlike United,

You're the only one in my world.

The Special One that really matters.

The one and all.


Ridwan Akinkunmi Àjàgbé

Abu Marwan (Sophocles) 


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