"Troll bends fir"

Once beardy and grey-headed troll Went to the merry feast of Jol But didn't notice near the hill The fir, and hitched to it, but still The roar and moan filled all the wood When troll saw that and understood his foot in sock and wooden boot was clasped to fir under its root The troll was furious with all this 'cause he had spoiled the best suit of his And still we hear the forest's roar It`s shaking Hel, yelling "Troll bends fir"