A strong current setting
With heavy gales and fog
Many a strange thing written
Down in the Captain's log
Clouds of a snowy whiteness
Foreshadow immense fields of ice
South
Where the giant sleeps
Motionless, cold and proud
Eternal
Two worlds collide
Senses go numb
Sleeping
Dreamless aeons
And aeons
Will he ever
Dream again?
Antarctica the "Polymorphess"
Plays her game of bloody dice
She is so ragged and broken
Yet shatteringly adorable
Many words have been spoken
Her ways purely impassable
To the west: icebergs
Four hundred fathoms high
Our passage south is doubtful
O Father, hear our mournful sighs
This gigantic creature tossed
Its vast bulk across our thole board
Seizing one man - instantly lost
Peters plunged the blade and roared
Clouds of a snowy whiteness
Foreshadow immense fields of ice
Antarctica the "Polymorphess"
Plays her game of bloody dice
She's so ragged and broken
Yet shatteringly adorable
Many words have been spoken
Her ways purely impassable
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