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Yfor King of the Welsh

Yfor surrounded by death admist a battlefield.

Corpse strewn: the young pride of the Britons.

The Saxons wrath taken against the Celtic shield.

Celts succumbed, overwhelmed and fleeing the Saxon.

Flight gathering pace: rounding up the Celtic remnants.

Surrounding town and village getting ready to join the flight;

From East Briton comes the Celtic peoples unified in reticence.

Into the West they pour fleeing in the night.

Near the Western county borders they camped; as the moon gained height.

Mournfull cries, sighs and weeping disguise their loss.

Yfor with sword upheld and the fluttering Dragon flag might!

States with heart bursting with pride and loss.

"I declare myself the King of you people ; the Welsh and Wales".

Here we can start again as free peoples!

Word spread throughout the country dales.

Later a coronation to follow declaration amongst the steeples.

"King Yfor, the wise , of Wales"; heralded the cries.!

"King Yfor, the first of Wales": up goes the praise.

To Kingly and Princely divided thrones and loyalties.

Came the crowd to watch and appraise.

But none so splendid and united than Yfor King of Wales.

And reigned Wales for the rest of his days.

Winning to him, the peoples and the glades.

Keeping to him the "traditional ways"