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Dec 2014
We plyed our oars as we sweeped across the surf,
our ships skimming the water with ease,
we seized towns, plundered fishing ports, sacked cities,
we worshipped the great Odin, in his hall in Asgard,
All for what?
We did this, so we might go to Valhalla, the last revelry.
I'm  npt Norwegian, but I'm interested in their mythology and history.
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Rex Forté  Where I don't want to be
(Where I don't want to be)   
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     ---, ryn, --- and Janine
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