Limerick of the Vikings



By Clancy O’Lafferty

Now the Vikings set forth

from the cold bitter north

And they never ken where they was goin’.

The witch threw down runes and they sang Viking tunes

And the wind took ‘em where he was blowin’

 With their square sails unfurled,

“To the edge of the world!”

Was their shout and a few screams to Odin

Young Eric was brave, you’ve been led to believe,

and never a weak nerve he showed ‘em.

 The wind blowed in force,

and he blowed him off course

Clear to Newfie land, truth now he owes ya,

That dragons’ hot breath and the edge of earth

Were a cake walk compared to his “Olga!”

viking ship


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