Valkyrie

Goddess of fallen warriors

hovering over this battlefield

conduct me to Valhalla.

Goddess called Valkyrie,

come with me to the banquet

where gods rejoice.

Spin your vital thread,

through the air;

come toss off a half tumbler,

without a quiver.

Wagner stole you,

the writer is stealing you back.

Cast your eyes on the lake ospreys,

elucidating such problems in the ring.

Walk round the lake,

hold my hand, Grace,

administer to me

heavenly beverages

served in golden horns.