Lord of Fish...?
Odin stared at the sea,
As if his blind eye could see,
Far into the great beyond,
Searching every single pond,
For just the right fish,
The one that would make the perfect dish,
For his sons returning home.
There was the mighty Thor,
With his great appetite and manners Odin abhorred.
His brother Loki,
Was much more mellow and low key.
Both loved their father’s fish,
Each preferred a different dish.
They could never tell their father,
For if they did, their lives would progress no farther.
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