A Viking Christmas

To the tune of God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
Thor, guard ye merry Vikings all until another day,
When once again we sally-forth to burn and loot and slay,
And loading up our dragon ships, we swiftly sail away,
To Iceland, England, and Norway,
(ASIDE) ...and Norway...
To Iceland, England, and Norway.

All clad in mail we stomp around and drink all night and day,
And tote around a battle-axe to hack our foes away,
We'll total up the latest loot, including ransoms paid,
And sing songs of Odin, Thor and Frey,
(ASIDE) ...Thor and Frey...
And sing songs of Odin, Thor and Frey,

We must have gold to buy the meat to fill our hairy jaws,
And to pay off the Weregeld, for which you know the cause,
So we invade our neighbours, when they give us just cause,
Such as breathing or owning cats with claws,
(ASIDE) ...cats with claws...
Such as sleeping or cutting wood with saws.

Notes: Posted to the Net by Douglas B. Killings (DeTroyes@aol.com); author unknown

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