What kind of poems did you read in school?
In Juve's stronghold, Allegri's command,
A jihad of football, crafted by hand.
With wisdom and fervor, he led them through night,
A legendary figure in black and white.
But the pitch turned crimson, a red card's decree,
His time at Juve ended, reluctantly free.
Allegri departs, his mission now done,
A warrior remembered, his battles well won.