28 Oct 2013

Welsh Traitors

They roam right after the winter
Grazing the overgrown lawns
Of welsh valleys

Unfazed by the onlookers gazing
They are the darlings of misty Wales
They outnumber the welsh speakers

But, once we cross the Severn bridge
And if we find one of them
Grazing the English grass

My pony tailed welsh friend would yell
You traitor, what are you doing in England?
You are welsh, you go back to homeland

It’s just sheeps, and all they care is grass
But they are welsh traitors in England 

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