Mae Daf y gath wedi blino. Dim ond bach o amser dawel y mae e eisiau.
Mae Keith y gwrden wastad yn dawel. Yn dew ac yn rownd mae e, ac all e ddim symud. Mae Daf y gath yn mynd i eistedd wrth ochr Keith.
– Shwmae, Keith, meddai Daf, mewn sibrwd.
– , meddai Keith.
Mae popeth yn wych tan i’r Frenhines Branwen achosi ffrwydrad mawr.
– Sori, meddai hi.
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Saesneg / English
Quiet Time
Dave the cat is tired. He just wants a bit of quiet time.
Keith the gourd is always quiet. He is fat and round and cannot move. Dave the cat goes to sit beside Keith.
– Hello, Keith, says Dave, in a whisper.
– , says Keith.
Everything is great until Queen Branwen causes a big explosion.
– Sorry, she says.
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