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
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
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