The Krakens slaughter - Tale of the deep dark blue
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For centuries legends have been told Of ocean waves rough and bold

The Krakens slaughter - Tale of the deep dark blue

For centuries legends have been told

Of ocean waves rough and bold

Icey waters a whipping cold.

Legends of the krakens hold

Them few return after having the misfortune to behold.

They speak of 8 tentacles rising from the sea

Crushing man with no escape wanting to be free

The galley of the ships ripped and torn to little bits.

While the captain sinks, he sits with his doomed ship.

The ocean tide has rip but nothing like the krakens brisk

Crackling flames adorn the ship as the whale oil tips

Pearlescent eyes black as thunder

Proportion that makes the moon minuscule over yonder

What tales beseeched was the colossal size of this octopus' reach

Only but one man would wash upon the beach

To tell and teach of the ships demise

And those thunderous eyes.

Glistening seas. Seize a sense of wonder.

The curse of the voyage and the desire to plunder.

The kraken lurks in the deep dark blue.

Waiting for me and you.

To a sail a cursed ship.

Afflicted by the wisp.

So, when you look out into the water.

Remember the kraken and its bloodthirsty slaughter.

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