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Unwelcome, the berserkers stole in from the East, On their long ships, shallow-bottomed beasts, Swinging axe, ****** swords in hand, Swearing death by Odin to all in this Christian land. And though there was little gold to speak of, They tore what there was from neck and alter both, Then burned our homes before they left With Peter’s daughter, leaving father bereft.
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Jun 15, 2022
Jun 15, 2022 at 4:44 AM UTC
After the Viking raid
Unwelcome, the berserkers stole in from the East, On their long ships, shallow-bottomed beasts, Swinging axe, ****** swords in hand, Swearing death by Odin to all in this Christian land. And though there was little gold to speak of, They tore what there was from neck and alter both, Then burned our homes before they left With Peter’s daughter, leaving father bereft.
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Jun 15, 2022
Jun 15, 2022 at 4:44 AM UTC
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