Druids United
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They’re the oldest football club of the Cymri
The Ancient Ones in their magpie cloaks
They play in the black hills of Maelor Country
It’s just as deceptive as Marlborough Country
The glorious mountains mask debatable bounty
Of chocolate sulphur in the sacred oaks
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They’ll kiss your sisters under the mistletoe
These licensed bards of the League of Wales
They’re olaves and gentlemen not oval-balled roughs, though
They might wear whites for the solstice summerglow
The Fron Choir will bont them across to Monsanto
With Wrexham Lager and Border Ales
I went to see Cefn Druids play in a cup game back in 2007. What a lovely club they are. There are a group of lads who went to Exeter Uni years ago and one day they decided to find a football club where the ground was the hardest to get to from Exeter, Cefn Druids it was, and they have a reunion once a year since that first game many moons ago!