And the gods came to a clearing
to spy on the giants.
They were silent behind the tall
giant grass in the large giant
field.
The giants were much bigger than the
gods in strength and might.
Loki, the doer of good and the doer of
evil told Odin the father of the gods
that he had slipped his tongue in a townie
last night. Not a goddess but a giant
and he couldn't remember her name.
"Back to Nordic-Scandinavian folk tales Loki,
I've no time for cheap thrills. Was it worth it?"
Loki buried his beard in the grass and drew his sword
sensing a giant approaching.
"I've had better."

03/31/2009

Posted on 04/01/2009
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