Kraken
The call of the mighty
Kraken
across a silent sea.
Is enough to scare
a salior stiff,
but nothing can scare
me.
For I know the mighty
Kraken
is not as bad
as he
may seem at first
to be.
All he truly wants to have
is a spot
of tea.
So he cries and throws a
tantrum.
Looking for someone like me
who is not afraid to
sit and talk
and have a spot of
tea.
So if in the dark of night
you hear the Kraken's call,
simply stay to sit and chat
maybe you will find that
hs not so bad
at all.
Copyright © Heather Secrest | Year Posted 2013
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