A Twist on Tennyson

Below the thunder of the upper deep;
Far far beneath the abysmal sea,
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth.

-Tennyson




Before the gale of my prized airbrush;
So, so aniticipated by my painting tray,
This monstrous, beautiful, horrifying creature
The Kraken cometh.

-Ray




Prepare yourselves.