The Sea Men!

"Captain! I see something port horizon!"
"What do ye see, laddy?"
"..."
"..."
"Crabs."
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The darkness we perceive pales forth to the abyssopelagic.
A zone which commands even wee plankton to the brimey fog borders.
Fragile; a somber crab sits.
Ay, I've seen it. 
I've seen the bristling nothingness below deep, cottony waves.
Come men who swallow the colossus gulp of salt-gripping sea.
Ar, laddy, the void commands wee men to the brink.
Boundless, glossy stretches of deferring sands...
Not a man turned' in to rest, ay.
Don't believe what them whalers say... That the depths be a false bargain...
Ay, the sea treacherous,
Ay, but I've seen it.
Can't think of without whistling away yer blubber.
Har, har, har! Wait the day I catch such a prize!

The great crab!
The great, ponderous crab that dwells the northern layer!
Ay, hiding in ye biting cold...
Dwelling away in flows of undersea pockets!
Ar, that's me prize!
And the crab men that come with!