Virvon varvon!

If you want to go for Palm Sunday tour yourself, you need to dress like a witch, decorate some willow branches and learn the poem:

Virvon, varvon
tuoreeks, terveeks
tulevaks vuodeks.
Vitsa sulle,
palkka mulle.

The poem is a bit old-fashioned Finnish, so it's hard to translate it, but this will do:

I'm whipping and spanking
for the fresh and healthy
upcoming year.
I'll give you the whip
and you'll pay me.

Hmmm... the English version sounds much nastier than the Finnish version.