Mae Dewi Sant wedi prynu blodau i Santes Dwynwen.
– Diolch yn fawr, Dewi, meddai Santes Dwynwen, – ond doedd dim angen. Byddai’n well i ti arbed dy arian.
Mae Dewi Sant yn edrych ar y blodau. Mae e’n eu taflu nhw ar y llawr a mynd yn ôl i’w sied yn drist.
– Mae’r rheina’n edrych fel snac flasus, meddai Daf y gath.
– Y dwpsen, meddai Jeff.
Saesneg / English
Flowers
Saint David has bought flowers for Saint Dwynwen.
– Thank you very much, Dewi, said Saint Dwynwen, – but there was no need. It would be better for you to save your money.
Saint David looks at the flowers. He throws them on the floor and goes back to his shed sadly.
– Those look like a delicious snack, says Dave the cat.
– You idiot, says Jeff.
