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A Circus in the Valleys!

The Circus came to a South Wales Town

Big Top and all **** Even a clown.

Dew them folks were strange to see

couldn't say "Nos da i chi!"

One of the women was ever so hairy

almost as much as Bethan or Mary.

And the elephant that led the parade

broke into the Spar and stole lucozade.

But the thing that got every lass in a whirl

that foreign young lad with an eye for the girls.

They say that his furry body is funky

but I am convinced that they left us a monkey!

So quick up the trees, be it rowan or pine

and ever so handy down in the coal mine.

they'll be back at New Year, when our valley's a chiller

Perhaps when they go they'll leave us a gorilla!

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jeremy-wyatt
Welsh
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Jan 12, 2011
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