Ah, homonyms

Monday, March 1st, 2004 | Life in Czeltistan

Happy St. David’s Day, all. Patron saint of Wales, he is. Extra l’s and w’s all around.

Way way back when, when A Prairie Home Companion was still young, they made a song out of a poem a kid had written about St. David. To wit:

Dear Saint David, bless the whales,
Bless their fins, bless their tails;
Bless their flippers, bless their spouts,
Bless their blubber, bless their snouts.
Save them from all mammal ills,
Save them, too, from oil spills;
Dear Saint David, bless the whales,
their fins,
their spouts,
their tails.

Oh, sure, it’s the wrong Wales, but it’s really the thought that counts, don’t you think?

(For those of you keeping track at home, Brendan the Navigator would be the patron saint of the other whales, but being saintly and all, I don’t think he’d mind sharing.)

4 Comments to Ah, homonyms


If the St. David song had a second verse, would it have to be in a miner key?

This just reminds me that all of my Welsh friends have left Galway and gone back to Wales, so even if I did have time to celebrate it with them they wouldn’t be around anyway (sigh) … had a great time last year though. So good I can’t remember most of it. Anyway, Dydd Gwyl Dewi hapus! (Er, no, I’m afraid I don’t know the Welsh for “belated”…)


Brendan is clearly the bigger saint, not just for sharing patronage of whales with David, but look at the way he’s crading an entire country cottage in the crook of his wrist!

He’s like the Catholic version of a cave troll.


And? :-)

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