Oh, Ullr, my beloved Ullr
For a decade of winters, we have shared
A passion, a devoir, to make the drive passable
Together we have stood, alone in the harshness
Together we have braved the most wicked of storms
For a decade of winters, we have communed
We have savored the challenge
Of the ever-lengthening drive
But Ullr, fair Ullr
The meanest of snows has broken your bow
Has damaged your blade
My heart breaks, as I know there is naught I can do
To save your soul
So, Ullr, brave Ullr,
Help me to know
Is any part of you recyclable?
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