Poetry from the Cambrian hills

Our resident Celtic adviser, Graphite Forgetmenot (or Graffit Anghofiominot), was kind enough to compose this moving and thought-provoking piece of art:

Mae Rosie yn banana top,

Mae gan Rosie Danny gwallt mop,

Mae hin hoffi bwyta pei,

Ond dyd’i ddim yngwisgo tei,

Rhag ofn fod yna pry cop.

Graphite assures me that this poem is entirely complimentary. Loosely translated, it means,

Rosie is a tall banana,

Rosie Danny has a mop on her head,

Her hobby is eating pie,

She refrains from wearing cravats,

Fearing the invasion of a spider.

Truly beautiful stuff.

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