After Blair’s placeman Alun was soon kicked into touch,
Bold Rhodri’s clear red water loosened London’s stifling clutch.
Then crawler Carwyn bowed to the colonial line,
Before brave Mark, under hostile fire, restored a Welsh spine.
Now we must draw a veil over vain Vaughan’s vile regime
And pray Eluned Morgan can advance the Cymru dream.
Very clever and witty, Dic.
Incidentally, I’ve felt like leaving supporting comments on so many of your musings: but I’ve just realised that I was using such an old tablet it wasn’t affording me the opportunity.