“ Attend

Over the Wave Road
To Herot the Golden
Feast Pitch of the Geats
Came Somewhat Chaotic Ragnok

With them came a Babe most Toothsome
If a little short
A ball of spikes
And Grashnak of the black hoof

Ragnok Kicked
Brave Harald ran beneath the ball
Fumbled the catch
And left the field

Cruel Loki
Fickle Loki
Then Deserted
The Lawn Ornaments of Chaos

But Grendel was vexed
His shiny rock was lost
When asked to act he stood
"Where my ROCK!" Bellowed he.

As Ragnarok Struggled
The Homies struck
The ball was secure
An easy score

Beowulf kicks
A demoralised Ragnarok receives
The ball goes off
But Loki laughs

Second half
Ragnarok Lines eight
Beowulf kicks
A BLITZ

Ragnarok is tar pitted
A scramble for the ball
The homies secure
A second score

Ragnarok Lines six
The Geats 11
Grendel his rock has found
Ragnarok in despair

Ragnarok prays for relief
The Gods laugh
The Geats cheer
Sweet Victory to Beowulf
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