A ghost of a creature rises from the black
Its spectral fringes ripple with movement
Speckles of light glisten from its edges
Its milky frills flow and dance with the current
More drift up beside it, each gaudier than the last
Their transparent bodies beam in the moonlight
Twinkling jellies as far as the eye can see
Their tendrils gumming all in an electric bubble
A stinging snare of alluring beauty
In which there is no escape
Its spectral fringes ripple with movement
Speckles of light glisten from its edges
Its milky frills flow and dance with the current
More drift up beside it, each gaudier than the last
Their transparent bodies beam in the moonlight
Twinkling jellies as far as the eye can see
Their tendrils gumming all in an electric bubble
A stinging snare of alluring beauty
In which there is no escape
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