Vichai Srivaddhanaprabha
A man with a vision and ambition to spare,
Which had made him successful, a self-made billionaire.
And he bought our small club and he fulfilled our dreams,
Bringing memories unheard of for our football team.
He taught us to be fearless and gave us back our pride,
And he showed us that fat cats are still good men inside.
And though he's been taken his legacy will live on,
In our chairman 'Top' Aiyawatt, his beloved son.
And up there in heaven you'll still find our Vichai,
In his executive cloud box, way up in the sky.
Rest in Peace Boss
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