[MR] Viking take on green eggs and Ham

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LUTEFISK AND YAMS
> by Ulf Gunnarsson
>
> Hark and ware, oh Warrior!
> Weird of Sven now hear you.
> How good Lars he harried,
> pestered him with questions.
> Late at meadhall light burned;
> Lars did strive to largen
> belly with a bowl of
> boiled fish his mission.
>
> And some chunks of chicken,
> cheese and bread and peasoup,
> finally pounds of pancakes
> paired with lingon berries.
>
> Smallish snack he snuck while
> woozy wife lay snoozing.
> When inside there wandered
> forth a fellow northman.
>
> Lars did greet him greatly
> for he knew the gruesome
> tales of host who hasten
> travellers forth from doorstep.
>
> Lars did ask his name then.
> "I am Sven," he mentioned.
> "Sven I am," he stated.
> "Do you like lutefisk and yams?"
>
> "Nay." said Lars, "though largely
> like I food most goodly, but
> I do not like lutefisk and yams,
> I do not like them Sven I am."
>
> "Ah," said Sven most sagely.
> "Would you eat them on a trip?
> Would you eat them on your ship?"
>
> "Nay," said Lars, "though largely
> like I food most goodly, but
> I would not eat them on a trip.
> I would not eat them on my ship.
> I do not like lutefisk and yams,
> I do not like them, Sven I am."
> "Ah," said Sven. "Then maybe
> might you eat them on a raid?
> Might you eat them with a maid?"
>
> "Nay," said Lars most strongly.
> "Like I food most goodly, but
> I would not eat them on a raid,
> I would not eat them with a maid,
> I would not eat them on a trip,
> I would not eat them on my ship.
> I do not like lutefisk and yams.
> I do not like them, Sven I am."
>
> "Hmmm," said Sven, "Good fellow,
> would you eat them on the field?
> Would you eat them off your shield?"
>
> "Nay!" cried Lars most wrothly,
> "Like I food most goodly, but
> I would not eat them on the field,
> I would not eat them off my shield,
> I would not eat them on a raid,
> I would not eat them with a maid,
> I would not eat them on a trip,
> I would not eat them on my ship.
> I do not like lutefisk and yams.
> I do not like them, Sven I am."
>
> Sven then looked most crafty.
> He then slyly stated:
> "Would you eat them served up cold?
> Would you eat them if I paid you gold?"
>
> "Well," said Lars, "since largely,
> Like I food most goodly...
> I might like lutefisk and yams.
> I might like them, Sven I am."
>
> Sven produced this Swedish
> yam and lutefisk sample.
> Lars did test this tasty
> treat then longly pondered.
>
> Stoutly Lars then stated:
> "I despise lutefisk and yams.
> I despise them, Sven I am.
> I will not eat them served up cold,
> I will not eat them if you pay me gold.
> I will not eat them on the field,
> I will not eat them off my shield,
> I will not eat them on a raid,
> I will not eat them with a maid,
> I will not eat them on a trip,
> And I will NOT eat them on MY ship!
> I do not like lutefisk and yams,
> I do not like them, Sven I am."
> And he slew Sven.