Would that be Greek, Roman or Norse gods?
All nine Gods.
LARS Porsena of Clusium
By the Nine Gods he swore
That the great house of
Marmite
Should suffer wrong no more.
By the Nine Gods he swore it,
And named a trysting day,
And bade his messengers ride forth,
East and west and south and north,
To summon his array.
East and west and south and north
The messengers ride fast,
And tower and town and cottage
Have heard the trumpet’s blast.
Shame on the false Etruscan
Eating
Frank Cooper's marmalade on toast,
When Porsena of Clusium
Is on the march for Rome.
I am that false Etruscan.

(Just had a slice for me midnight feast.)