Listen closely

with bated breath,
For this dark tale
was cut by fate.
Down deep below
the mystic blue,
Lay a wondrous
city of stone
Whose faces gleamed

with the sun’s rays.
In this city

lived a being
Of surpassing

beauty and wit.
Part human and

part sea creature,
With womanly

torso and face
And swishing tail
with rows of scales
She was made for
the endless sea.
Named Ursula

her bravery
Was far unmatched.
Like the bear whose
Name she bore she
was fierce and fit.
And yet a force

greater than she
Was growing deep
in the dark depths.
This force took shape
in the form of
A terrible
creature with spines
On its back and

a horrendous
Roar. The Kraken
had come again.
It came up from

the depths and it
Stole into the

palace where the
Royals held court.
It laughed in their
Helpless faces

and snatched away
All that it pleased.
It knew not love
Or compassion

and it fed on
The tears of the

grieving people.
The beast took their
honored King’s son,
And the kingdom
was torn by pain—
None more so than
Ursula who
Had loved the prince
since childhood.
Her most human
organ squeezed tight.
With not a thought
for her own life
She went after

the baneful beast
To the red-land,

beyond the light,
And still she swam.
At last she reached
The lair and saw
that all was not
In vain, for she

had come in time.
Her prince cried out;
she went and broke
His bonds and she
whispered his name.
And then it came—
The Kraken roared.
Ursula swung.

Her sword shattered.
Her eyes drained hope

and the beast paused.
In ancient tongue
it spoke to her.
A deal was made.
In front of the
Prince’s wide eyes
Ursula was
Stripped of beauty,
body withered.
The Kraken turned,
and they were free.
People rejoiced;

their prince was back.
But the Prince spurned

brave Ursula
And cast her out,
where she remained
In her exile

until the birth
Of the new King’s
baby daughter.
She waited for

his Ariel.