Iceland

With a golden circle of life People swimming in ice More sheeps than migrants of fife Supple, jolly faces speaking so nice A place so safe to reside Viking's tongue so rich to hide Lovers of books, elves in skirmish Folklore of nooks, shelves of the bookish Old democracy, noble Parliament Delightful delicacy, nourishing not feculent Old Norse, historical and eloquent Language of the adepts, minds so evident Thirteen days before Christmas Thirteen Yulelads moving around Thirteen nays for spoiled isthmus Thirteen Santas with ice cream in mound Land so free, with ice run so deep In veins and blood, rich in culture they keep Ten drops of drink, fun for free Iceland in wink, pun marvels with glee