.3. Lend Us Yer Hammer Poem by David Threadgold

.3. Lend Us Yer Hammer



Speak to me mortal thundered Thor
Come forth and show your face
Why did you bring me to this shore?
What be this eerie place

Have you a thirst for fighting
To battle then my Lord
Be there a wrong needs righting
I’d hold aloft my sword

Speak now or fear the thunder god
A voice came back with stammer
My garden wall needs knocking down
And I heard you had a hammer


© 2008 David Threadgold
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