Tamm bysi ov an bennseythen ma, hwath y hwrav postya bardhonogow, mes heb deskrifans a'n chalenj pubdedhyek.
I'm a little busy this weekend, I will still be posting poems, but I won't be giving a description of the daily challenges.
Dasfurv
Pub prys hag ow mos 'ma ilow,
Dh'ort seudhelyow dewdros
Erbynn grow an nor,
Dh'ort seys diwros
Erbynn tarmak an stret,
Y klowav kan an karr
Yn grommyans y jynn,
Ha terweythyow
Y kesrommyav
Yn gis bagas metol
A wra dasfurv ABBA,
"Ha'm ajon, a'th ajon..."
Cover
There's always music when moving,
From the soles of shoes
Against the earth's gravel,
From bicycle seats
Against the tarmac of the street,
I hear it in the car
In the engine's grunt,
And sometimes
I grunt along
In the style of a metal band
Covering ABBA,
"Knowing me, knowing you..."
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