Yn y Chweched Crymych ym mherfeddwlad Awstralia, mae popeth yn wenwyneg, hyd yn oed y tatws.
Yn waeth byth, mae’r holl wenwyn yn rhithbair.
Beth sy’n brathu Jeff y gath? Pry cop sy’n brathu Jeff y gath.
Beth sy’n brathu Daf y gath? Cyw bach yr haf sy’n brathu Daf y gath.
Beth sy’n brathu’r enwog Syd Moron? Cangarŵ sy’n brathu’r enwog Syd Moron.
A beth sy’n brathu Dewi Sant?
Arhoswch am funud.
Pwy sy’n brathu Dewi Sant?
Yr enwog Owain Glyndŵr sy’n brathu Dewi Sant.
Helo, Owain!
Pam mae Owain Glyndŵr yn brathu Dewi Sant? Sombi yw e?
Nage. Twpsyn yw e.
Oherwydd yr holl wenwyn, mae gweledigaeth Dewi Sant yn dyfnhau, ac mae pawb arall yn dechrau gweld rhithiau.
Annwyl ddarllenydd, ‘dych chi siŵr o fod wedi cael llond bol o’r Crymychs i gyd. Wel, diolch byth, roedd yr hen Julian Cope yn anghywir. ‘Dyn nhw ddim yn ddi-rif. Dim ond saith Crymych sydd.
Ble mae’r seithfed?
Mae’r seithfed Crymych yn uffern.
Co ni off!
Saesneg / English
Venomous
In the Sixth Crymych in the Australian outback, everything is venomous, even the potatoes.
Even worse, all the venom is hallucinogenic.
What is biting Jeff the cat? A spider is biting Jeff the cat.
What is biting Dave the cat? It is a butterfly that is biting the cat.
What’s biting the famous Syd Moron? A kangaroo is biting the famous Syd Moron.
And what is biting Saint David?
Wait a minute.
Who is biting Saint David?
It is the famous Owain Glyndŵr who is biting St David.
Hello, Owain!
Why is Owain Glyndŵr biting Saint David? Is he a zombie?
No. He’s an idiot.
Because of all the venom, Saint David’s vision deepens, and everyone else starts hallucinating.
Dear reader, you must have had enough of all the Crymychs. Well, thankfully, old Julian Cope was wrong. They are not infinite in number. There are only seven Crymychs.
Where is the seventh?
The seventh Crymych is in hell.
Let’s go!
