15/01/2024
Dialect-ish poem about a mythical Welsh creature.
Blodzilla by Gareth Twamley.
Flowri beast oe'r Llun Peninsula mynydd!
Pollen trails as she streids ainshunt summits.
Abuzz with lyffli beez, she stands as tall,
As a Millwn meiti trees!
Craggy peaks brush'd by speici nees.
A shimrin coat of dancin Pili-pala.
Floral guardian for the land of Gwalia.
She don't leic to roar,
She sings Gallic arias!
As Mighty Blodzilla advances,
She triggers sweet avalanches!
Leanin east from Gorwellinol apex,
Inhalin clouds off Iwerddon's Sea.
Won't succumb to the Ellesmere haze yet,
Blodau laden Behemoth, brenhines Cymru!
Her days are numbered; She will sลตn wither,
And hide in oblifion for the perishin winter.
Tested by wind, blizzard and plentiful rain-
Blodzilla regenerates,
In a great mani ways,
So, for now, her lliwiua will fade.
She will bloom once again, durin Ebrill and Mai.
Then our Blodzilla, will sing sweet arias again.