Yn y pwll nofio, mae’r mam-guod yn teimlo’n oer.
Fel Gremlins, maen nhw’n lluosogi.
Ac nawr, maen nhw’n colli rheolaeth.
Mae Jeff yn edrych ar y fam-gu fwyaf anfad.
– Ti yw’r un dwi isie, meddai Jeff.
Mae rhywbeth yn diffodd y goleuadau. Mae Odin yn trwsio’r blwch ffiwsys a’u troi nhw ymlaen unwaith eto.
– Mae’r pŵer fod ti’n darparu’n wefreiddiol, meddai Jeff. – Diolch yn fawr.
Erbyn hyn, mae’r mam-guod wedi symud ymlaen i wneud dawns Greased Lightning.
Saesneg / English
Multiplying
In the swimming pool, the grandmas are feeling cold.
Like Gremlins, they are multiplying.
And now, they are losing control.
Jeff looks at the most evil grandma.
– You’re the one that I want, says Jeff.
Something turns off the lights. Odin fixes the fuse box and turns them on again.
– The power you’re supplying is electrifying, says Jeff. – Thank you very much.
By now, the grandmas have moved on to doing the Greased Lightning dance.
