(To the tune of Bread of Heaven, to be sung as an alternative to the
Welsh National Anthem)
Life presents a dismal picture: dark and dreary as the womb,
Father has an anal stricture; mother’s got a prolapsed womb.
Sister Sue has been aborted for the forty-second time,
Brother Bill has been deported for a homosexual crime.
Nurse has chronic menstruation, never laughs and never smiles,
Mine’s a dismal occupation cracking ice for Grandpa’s piles.
Are we sad? are we down-hearted? “Never!” comes the mighty shout:
Aunty Mabel has just farted; blown her arse hole inside out.