The Snjords

In the land of the cold

from the dawn of time

sprang up a quaint race

of little folks sublime

Close to an inlet

by the side of a fjord

these precocious little people

known as the Snjords

In purple splendor,

they lived life out loud

they'd gather and sing

a right jolly crowd

The Snjords like to dance

and flutter about

and on occasion,

they'd give a great shout!

Beautiful and green land

covered with snow

A giant among beauty

and ruled by the Great Meaux

Harmony reigned, a place

of the free

Little creatures, these Snjords

blessed by the sea

They lived by example,

contentment and kindred

These cute little Snjords,

oh the things they did!

And the lessons are great

under the rule of the Meaux

There are things they could teach us

things we should know

They might help us to celebrate,

might help us to achieve

Build moonbeams with magic

and tell us to believe!