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Tuesday, 30 January 2018

You know where Wales is going because you know where Cymru has been.


Red Button Rants
Got the middle aged man's beats
I'm white and I am ashamed
I'm not Welsh Labour, I'm not Plaid
Red Button Rants
They are all just pants
If the UK can become Independent of Europe then why not Wales from UK?
Well tell me, say?
The Scots can fight their own battles
Unlike us, they're not chattel
But us were just like dairy cows lined up for milking, summat in Gwalia is stinking.
I take my inspiration from the greatest Scot of all, William Topaz McGonagall and want to say in verse that Wales and its Assembly are risk averse.
I campaigned for it in 97 delivering leaflets and knocking on doors,
20 years later the whole country is on the floor.
We've had our prescriptions and free bus passes but you need high magnification glasses to read the small print.
We are a Principality in everything and name
The cad Cairns wont take the blame
for signing us off as the Western Powerhouse, the National Newspaper of Wales, a hothouse of prejudice,
"Why are they still speaking that language, and why do we have to pay for it?"
says the descendant of Somerset and Cork.
The whole country is being treated like one of Volkswagen's monkeys.
We're being gassed by Westminster, tested by Wylfa B and Hinkley C.
People are screaming inside and desperate you see.
Take it from me.
I make it my business as an unemployed loon to pen doggerel and toon.
We can sing Land of my Fathers with Feathers and sup strong ale in the Prince of Wales but we can't rid ourselves of the nagging doubt that as people we are fails.
Very touchy and defensive, twitter is our domain,
Un gair mas o le and we'll tell you be di be.
I can do Wenglish with the worst of them but Cymraeg and English ain't right.
Uneasy bed fellows, we can all speak the latter but it appears people committing to the former deceive to flatter.
We've been placated and given a target by folk who by then will mostly be dead.
King Charles reading his Dafydd ap Gwilym bob nos.
Cyfryngis and Crachach all on the sauce.
Social Media is our worst enemy and our best friend, weapons of mass distraction leading us to huge introspection.
I was hoping to give you some answers, some hope, some treasure unseen but you know where Wales is going because you know where Cymru has been.

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