Thor's day
.Thor's day
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By Odins will I sail from the frozen wharfs
Carry Miolner, storm hammer made by dwarfs
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I conquered Aiwis with some tricky words
Escaped Freyja's necklace and singing birds
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I felt better when I slew the giants of frost
So you heard some tales but most are lost
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You demons in Muspelheim have much to fear
Especially when I am drinking lots of beer
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Happening long before your time in the past
Don't believe what said, Valhalla doesn't last
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This hall's gone shabby and the party is old
By my hammer I was pounded into their mold
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Golden hair now they have changed my look
I never dreamed I'd end up a comic book
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Yet no hallmark card, I am not surprised
Life can be rough when you are anglicized
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1 April 2010
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