They Come to Conquer

was captured by a Viking..
 in green uniform..
 his braids
 harnessed my
liking..
I was stunned by
his horn..
the urge to run
was slighted,
between hell and
Earth I'm torn...
I was captured by a Viking
in the early hours of morn...

Do you have such a thing
as a towel ? he said..
Why, I have one right here !
and I threw it..
to his chest .
right in the heart
of his Viking vest.

Odin behold the Norseman
in my stead..
A maiden forlorn..
I'm not sure which
year I'm born..
such visions in my head .

 could but stare 
at his braided hair .
and russet cheek,
as he tended to
our fair lady mild
and meak..
as Anglo Saxon
Knees became weak .

I thank you for your 
attendance..,
Warriors of Assistance
in the
NHS Ambulance Service..