St. Dwynwen--the Welsh answer to St. Valentine

Oh, I have heard many limericks from the competitions in y babell len, so I imagined you in there! I am hopeless and offer only:-
There was a young lady from Chirk
Who woke up one day with a jerk.
“It’s Gwyl Dwynwen she sighed
But last night I cried!
My Cariad can’t get off work!”

There was a young soldier from Neath
Training on wild windswept heath.
But his mind at his work
Was on his girl from Chirk
And his own inconsolable grief!

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Wow, how clever to work in the Welsh too. I loved these!

Dilch yn fawr,
Marilyn

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This year’s poetry challenge for lovers at the Vancouver Welsh Society’s St. Dwynwyn’s celebration was to work in either Rhyl or Brecon.

My efforts included:

A smashing young woman from Brecon,
Was virtuous too, so they reckon.
She just liked to flirt,
So wore a short skirt,
‘To keep cool’ she said, ‘not to beckon!’

I once met a dentist from Rhyl,
Who seemed out for a bit of a thrill.
So when we went to the heath,
I took out my teeth,
But from there it all went down hill.

Any advances on these? Brecon is particularly tricky :joy:

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