Loki loves me, this I know,
For my mischief tells me so.
He loves the way I deceive
And make you my lies believe.

Loki approves of my fraud,
For he is the trickster god.
He milked cows for some eight years,
And for Baldr ne’er shed tears.

Loki give me Freyja’s cloak
So that I might play a joke
While in the form of a bird,
Or a creature more absurd.

Loki is known as a thief;
He liked to cause the gods grief.
He engineered their demise,
Loki’s the Wizard of Lies.

Loki was a man of course,
But gave birth to Odin’s horse.
Loki retrieved Thor’s hammer.
He escaped from the slammer.

His daughter Hel rules the dead;
The Midgard Serpent he bred.
His son Fenrir’d slay Odin,
After Loki’d tricked Idun.

Loki loves me, and I know
He can kill with mistletoe.
With such a man as my muse,
There is no way I can lose.