Just been sent this email by Lee Martin. He says his Dad used to sing it. Apparently, the last time he sang it was before we played Leicester... 2, 3, 4... Oh the state of our club is frightful And Cardiff's form's delightful And since we're on Sky at home Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow! If Loach doesn't show signs of stopping My blood vessels will be popping The floodlights turned way down low Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow! When we finally paint blue lines And shovel the snow off the pitch If we mark the away team tight Perhaps the game won't be a bitch Our support is slowly dying With a lot of our fans goodbying To help the goals start to flow Let It Snow! Let It Snow! LET IT SNOW!!!
A true ode on poetry day! Fantastic as always Hawkings... If we do lose on Saturday I hope the final curtain will be drawn over Jewell's shambolic management at this club.
