(in which Cardiff City gets beat up) PS If you don't know how JCC is please google the original after reading mine before the moderators remove it!!
Outside of Cardiff one Saturday night
A strange old Malaysian disembarks from a flight
He was no bigger than a two-penny fart
He was a deft exponent of the oriental arts
He put on his shades and and trod on some toes
Stuck his fingers up to fans, a change to Red proposed
A brand new badge made our eyes explode
He thought we were simple, cos he'd sold us down the road
We pleaded for mercy
We marched up to the ground
He just hoiked up his waistband
and said something profound
But no-one understood a word he said
So then he sacked Malky and left us for dead
Through rivers of debt and splintered hope
Some brave fans would pick up the phone
look up the number for Talk Sport, and hold back the bile
and with broken dreams, they proceeded to dial
They would cry on air
but the club was screwed
The receiver's rubbed their hands
we had been kung fu’d
A black belt karate coach opened up the door
A baby faced assasin promised wins and more
But he's just and extra from Tan Sham Show
A puppet in more than stature
How long before he goes?
Like using bamboo cane
To cover up the cracks
Or passing on the blame and giving managers the sack
Thanks to that imbecilic Bruce Lee
We're a shadow of the club that we used to be
We can’t be called the Bluebirds
Cos Tan's lying rat
Enter the Dragon
Exit Dadmancat