Principality

PRINCIPALITY

Municipality

Patter cake, Patter Cake 

Baker's Van

driven by

an Emerson Fittipaldi lookalike

smoking roll ups made of

Frangipani.

There's Fanny Caradog

ready to bake for the boys

cos it's match day.

She's a helluva girl,

that's why they like her.

Treating them as if she was their Mam

but also giving them a secret suckle on the teat

round the back, out of sight

milk as white as the Prince of Wales feathers

heaving and kneading into yeast

with oil and wintergreen

crouch touch pause engage

scrummage

and it's all over

for the new young hooker

no longer to be teased by the back row.

The television pixelates back in the club house

the West Wales whine of Davies and the Bombast of Butler

Brains

They're all legends in this place

"As long as both sides get something from the game"