My letter/poem of redbird resignation

Cardiff blue, and cardiff true.
mr tan **** you too

I use to stay up late on Friday night
dreaming of a saturday delight
you may say this is out of spite
but I do it out of right.
I dread the days we play away.
and when were home I stay away.

4-2 to watford , 5-3 at bournmouth
I thought It was tough I thought it was bad
this is rough and f*** this ive had enough.

call me a redbird or call me a c***
ill never again have the passion of dai hunt

and thats ok cos ive seen enough have we even won away?
o yes that day at watford when they battered us and maybe once
more when I was probably to drunk on the floor to remember the score.

im not doing this anymore
goodbye tan
goodbye redirds
goodbye ninian
whats left?
this is a f******g theft.