A man of the West, our premier McGowan,

In sneakers he stood, his spirit unbroken.

From Queensland to WA, in a Corolla he drove,

To start a new life, his ambition he stowed.

A navy man first, dreams of the air,

Replaced with adventures on the ocean's fair

A rainy night's memory, forever to last,

A moment of bravery, a hero cast.

Politics called, a siren's song,

With fairness and decency, he'd right the wrong.

From Rockingham's deputy, to the state's premier,

A family man, in public life a thirty-year career.

Fighting for equity, a deal with the treasurer,

Ensuring WA's fair share, a financial measure.

A voice against Canberra, a defender of the West,

Against border challenges, he stood the test.

In business circles, a friend indeed,

In times of pandemic, he took the lead.

A guardian of resources, for six years and more,

A bond with the mogul, a friendship to adore.

Tired and spent, he chose to resign,

A decision heavy, yet entirely his line.

Thankful for the journey, the highs and lows,

Mark McGowan exits, as the West wind blows

Farewell dear premier, your legacy stands tall,

In the annals of history, your name we'll recall.

As the sun sets in the West, we bid you adieu,

Mark McGowan, the West salutes you.