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Freya, "Oh, Where Can He Be?"

Oh where, oh where can her Odur love be?
Oh where, oh where can he be?
He travelled away to a distant land,
And left his dear wife to weep.

Oh where, oh where can her Odur love be?
Oh where, oh where can he be?
She hitched up her two little kitty cats,
And bade them to fly with speed.

Oh where, oh where can her Odur love be?
Oh where, oh where can he be?
She found him 'neath a flowery big tree,
Where he had fallen asleep.

Oh where, oh where can her Odur love be?
Oh where, oh where can he be?

Sif's Hair

Oh, oh, oh!
Where did Sif's hair go?
No more the golden tresses,
A bald head so distresses.

Oh, oh, oh!
A flood of tears did flow.
Thor was in heated anger,
And threw his mighty hammer.

Oh, oh, oh!
Where did Loki go?
He tossed the many golden locks,
Among the grazing bullocks.

Oh, oh, oh!
Thor chased Loki so,
A strangled throat, a pleading eye,
Loki promised by and by.

Oh, oh, oh!
Watch the elves heave ho.
New golden strands of hair,
For Sif, the lady fair.

Riddle: (author unknown)

Who are the two who ride to the Thing?
Three eyes have they together,
Ten feet, and one tail: and thus,
They travel through the lands.