Spoon Licker

( Þvörusleikir )

The fourth was Spoon Licker;

like spindle he was thin.

He felt himself in clover

when the cook wasn´t in.

Then stepping up, he grappled

the stirring spoon with glee,

holding it with both hands

for it was slippery.

By Jóhannes úr Kötlum / Translation by Hallberg Hallmundsson

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