Hymn both Ancient and Modern
Written on June 1st 2011 as an assignment based on the Calendar, set by John Cassidy for Bank Street Writers, Bolton.
O God of Sun, on Sunnandaeg,
I worship thee with spray -on bronze,
Because thy workload is quite big,
There’ll be a lot of wet week-ends.
God of the Moon, on Monandaeg,
I offer thee my hangover,
Last night I was a lunatic,
Oh I am deep in serious bother.
God of War, on Tiwesdaeg,
We’ll offer more child-sacrifice,
With war we’ll fill their little heads,
The young must always pay the price.
O Thunder-god, on Thundresdaeg,
And every day, the Clarkson fans,
Rumble, grumbling on the highway,
Giving praise with cars and vans.
Goddess of love, on Frigedaeg
Our women worship t’ kitchen sink,
They scrub and clean throughout each day,
They’re in their place –or so some think!
O Saturn, on Saeternesdaeg,
We scurry in life’s great rat race,
In dizzy circles from daybreak,
Until the stars come out to play.