“Everybody’s Irish on St. Patrick’s Day….”
O you who wait and dream in ocean deeps,
O you who hold destruction in the strength
Of deadly tentacles, your power sleeps—
But we affirm that it must wake at length.
The surface of the seas will boil and break,
Delivering your otherworldly ire.
For such a cataclysm our hearts ache.
Annihilation is our fierce desire.
Therefore, O Dread Cthulhu, let the day
When Patrick filled your ocean with the coils
Of serpents be the day when you display
Your greatness! Look: the sea already boils!
Soon will its waters, held for ages, burst!
But let me finish up my whiskey first….