Climbing ivy draws and flowers, delight,
Agapema anon a Saturn moth.
Saturniidae family has spanned life
short, longer if bigger, three weeks--like Hoth,
blind god tricked by Loki to kill Baldr--
a mistletoe; wisdom and courage die,
so must the Agapema, its drawer,
messengers of the Afterlife, deny
us the key; wisdom and courage, again,
their family is large if e'er the chance,
a flier o'er plateaus, desert, and plain.
The landscape, south of that border; expanse.
Butterflies and life, moths and, afterlife,
naught lowlife, but pro-life; pin-up; wildlife.
I am in Hell’ my dear father
And we cannot be together
You’ll not give me last advice
You’ll not back me paradise.
I was killed by crafty Loki
In Death garden I am walking
Cry my mother cry my wife
Mistletoe has taken life.
I’m still waiting Resurrection
I have tired of disconnection
I am god of human spring,
But I’m running on the ring.
Loki shouts revenge is near
Poison touched his face like fear
Suffering rivers merged in lake,
But I cannot thank that snake.
I’m in Hell I’m dead I’m walking
In Death garden. Odin! Loki!
I’ll arise from ancient GLOOM
Can you hear the Day of Doom?
This female three
Of Norse myth
Bring their chosen ones
To be with
The fallen ones
In the afterlife hall of the slain
Where in Valhalla
They will remain
These daughters of royalty
With their ravens so black
To be with their warriors
Who can't go back
These einherjar
Bravely, in battle died
Where they feast on the Saehrimnir
Viking pride
Herja, Svipul
Herfjotor, the three
Attested to
Norse Mythology
The chooser of the slain
These Valkyrie select
To live with the gods
Ultimate elect
As they enter the hall
Beside Odin and Thor
Baldr, Bragi
And Dellingr
Not to become gods
But in Norse afterlife
To die by the sword
In battle strife
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