Red flaming hair,
and hammer to match.
Beating the crap out of all
The giants you catch.
Mjolnir does your,
Job with much skill.
After which, kisses
From Sif you steal.
Riding with goats,
I didn't know you had.
Oh mighty Thor,
I wish you were my dad.
Fated to fight Jormungardr,
To the death.
I hope you kick his snaky butt.
Do watch out for his breath.
Though you won't survive
In the Ragnarok for long.
You'll still be in other's minds,
Not to mention my own.
Author notes
This is a poem about Thor god of thunder(duh lol)he is my favorite Norse god. At first I didn't want it to be funny but oh well it still shows how I feel.
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