Deep beneath the dark blue oceans
Where the tendency flop
Fear mesmerisingly drop
Loud groany misty hue
Sounds of a sysmic glow
A gazey dark black beast's frowl
Where the dark deep black ocean floor
Once used to be in the ancient lore
Lies a coral with tentacles
Sticky by its arms fore
Luring to feed off the dreams
Away from the glittering gleams
Rising its arms above
Seeks a crumb of joy
Deep beneath the dark ocean
When tides sweep on motion
When rain circles around
On the ground the coral
Its tentacles roller
Swirl and twirl to catch
Sides on the move to fetch
Waves on the fores and backs
What dream the sleeper lacks
Swallows the coral with tentacles
He who feeds his deeds by dreams
Beware the coral with tentacles
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