ODE TO MEILLIONEN

 

In all the dancers' repertoire

One dance is quite unique,

'Tis "Meilli-bloody-onen",

That's the dance of which I speak.

 

It's oh, so bloody boring,

As round and round we go

Muttering obscenities -

Oh, how I HATE it so!

 

Unlike the other dances,

Which have lots of verve and zip,

This one drones on eternally,

It just gives me the pip.

 

I suppose it has its uses

When you're running out of puff,

But to endlessly rehearse it?

No! - enough! enough! enough!

 

Please, let's do "Abergenni"

If a slow dance is required,

Not "Meilli-bloody-onen",

'Cos of this we're sodding tired!

 

At last, the dance is finished,

Applause? - no, not a peep,

That's usual - as your audience

Has nodded off to sleep!

 

So to all you dancing leaders,

Just one more thing I'll say,

Let's scrap "Meilli-bloody-onen",

Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!

 

By Peter "Red Sash" Richard

 

THE REEL THAT NEVER ENDED

 

It took place during "Celtitude"

One hot September day,

The team assembled loyally

To dance in Cardiff Bay.

Then from Millennium Centre

To the Mermaid Quay we wended,

To perform what was to be

"The Reel That Never Ended".

 

Musicians all set up their stands

And played a jolly jig,

People stopped, and cameras clicked,

The crowd was getting big.

We set up for "Llanofer"

Without a moment lost,

Though Ariadna, Pat and I

Were pestered by a wasp.

 

The dance was going swimmingly,

The lines were simply grand,

And we looked oh so splendid,

Accompanied by our band.

From Jigging on to Bridges,

Then Arming - and quite soon

We arrived then at the final part

Which is known as "Round The Room".

 

But then, from out the café

Strides a haughty little man,

"Stop this dance immediately,

The entertainment's banned!"

Why, everyone stands stupefied,

With shouts from all the crowd

Of "Boo!" and "Shame!" This bullying

Should never be allowed!

 

Despite Mel's protestations,

The man remained unmoved,

What bureaucratic nonsense,

Was all that this act proved.

Therefore, we had to finish,

And that is why my friend

The Ancient "Reel of Llanofer"

Was left without an end.

 

And so, whene'er we reach the part

Where "Round The Room" takes place,

The memories come flooding back,

The thoughts creep on apace.

It may be at a Festival,

Or in many Twmps attended,

I shall always be reminded

Of "The Reel That Never Ended!"

 

By Peter "Red Sash" Richard