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ET: Ascension to Asgard - Battle of the Bards
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Callum
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a journey to asgard, a poem by callum

Ayo, this my journey to asguard
Here to slay even though it may be hard,
These bitches ain't stand a chance, I ain't be callous
Bout to cop me diamonds and my very own palace

A land of the free, the place you want to be 
Find me a real viking man, it's what we want to see
He drop that axe, make say "aye sir" 
And I ain't talking bout Aesir

I'm the king of this land, you bitches should retreat
Word to Osin, yeah I'm gonna take that seat
Warning, you ain't ready for this stunt
Cuz I'm boutta win this shit
Secure that somsoc lace front 

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Cimorene
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It is so pretty
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Of Valhalla

High upon hills of green
The strong walls of
Valhalla golden gleam.

Midgardians of mighty feat,
Warriors in battle slain,
May hope to reach Odin’s seat.

Across flaming Bifrost they walk
Toward the palaces of the Aesir
to await world’s end, Ragnarök.

When the branches of great Yggdrasil shake,
The chains of Fenrir the wolf,
The Devourer of All, will break.
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From Odin's rune to old Norse and finally English
I present you my tried at poetry

and I also dress up for 









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If you need the plain text here, please let me know
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A battle of bards you say?

Alas! I shall slay away~
I do not pick a sword and shield...
The lute is what I yield!
Here you hear my tunes...
From when the sun rises and shines the moon...
Tired already?
Well I will keep this steady.
This melody takes place in Asgard,
I must keep this simple since I am only a bard...
Surrounded by a very strong wall,
Inside lies a godly hall!
A great tree with roots settled deep within,
And where resides the fallen and Odin.
The vikings stood tall with might!
However they had died in fights..
So here we stand today, and for you I shall play,
A merry little song for those who have gone.
And may they rest in peace, while we dine and share this grand feast!
Until the end has come..
And we all return to Ragnarok and become one.
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I can’t write a poem. Gl.
I will just have to try buy the price later.
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callum wrote:
a journey to asgard, a poem by callum

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I’m gonna admit that I find this topic really difficult, I mean I love writing poems but I have no clue what this is about and I probably don’t have enough time to research :/ Crossing my fingers that it won’t be impossible to buy the prize afterwards! 
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Aesir in Asgard  
Hear my prayer  
You with your might  
On the thrones shining bright
   
Lend a hand  
To your daughters and sons  
Who’s fighting for life  
With swords and wife  

Let the fallen pass  
Through Bifrost tonight  
To feast at the tables  
In the Hall of the Slain    

Aesir in Asgard  
Hear my prayer  
You with your might  
On the thrones shining bright   
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Call of Valhalla
Tale of old 
More than just of gold
Deals made at night 
Through blood and praise 
To Valhalla they race 

New land found 
Let the horns sound
Spear flew over the enemy 
Fighting in a craze
To Valhalla they race

With runes they tell
A old magic spell
Of power and glory
The enemy they face
To Valhalla they race

Asgard look down 
But don't lose your crown 
Let your daughters fly
The blood they taste
To Valhalla they race

Odin praise these men 
For you don't know when
Valhalla calls them 
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