Mae twll Owain Glyndŵr wedi tyfu. Mae e’n parhau i balu yn syth i lawr gyda’i drywel bach.
Pam mae’r twpsyn hwnnw’n dal i balu? Pwy a ŵyr.
Efallai ei fod e ar daith i ganol y ddaear.
Efallai ddim.
Beth bynnag, mae Dewi Sant yn mynnu y dylai’r enwog Owain Glyndŵr wisgo het galed i’w ddiogelu rhag damweiniau.
Mae Owain Glyndŵr yn gwrthod, a gwneud sŵn fel mochyn yn snwffian.
Arhoswch am funud. Beth yw hwn?
Mae’r enwog Owain Glyndŵr wedi darganfod gwareiddiad colledig ar waelod ei dwll. O diar.
Ond dyw’r gwareiddiad colledig ddim o ddiddordeb i Daf y gath. Mae hi’n gwisgo ei het galed ei hun, ac mae hi’n teimlo’n steilus.
Saesneg / English
Hard Hat
Owain Glyndŵr’s hole has grown. He continues to dig straight downwards with his little trowel.
Why does that idiot keep digging? Who knows.
Perhaps he is on a journey to the centre of the earth.
Perhaps not.
Anyway, Saint David insists that the famous Owain Glyndŵr should wear a hard hat to protect him from accidents.
Owain Glyndŵr refuses, and makes a noise like a pig snuffling.
Wait a minute. What’s this?
The famous Owain Glyndŵr has discovered a lost civilization at the bottom of his hole. Oh dear.
But the lost civilization is of no interest to Dave the cat. She is wearing her own hard hat, and she feels stylish.
