Bing Bong

Oh! Glowing Moon
Oh! Moon of beauty
You peak every month
But I’m constantly peaking

From Môn to Monmouth
To Abercraf
From Fflint to Penfro
From the Gwyrfai to the Taff

The ball’s like a pixel
In a game of Pong
Noise comes from our screens
Bing and then Bong

And so significant
Is our cry
That no computer
Can control our flow