

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] [Choir Mock-solemn] In the kingdom of the waves Where the seaweed gently sways There’s a fellow with a trident And a temper that misbehaves [Verse 1] Ten sailors on a pleasure cruise Said “Myths are so last year” They toasted with tiny paper drinks “We’re science folks My dear” [Choir Whisper] (He heard that) Poseidon in his bubble bath Dropped his rubber duck in shock “Did someone just doubt my existence?” He stormed out in a frothy frock [Chorus] Oh Poseidon throws a tantrum When you say he’s just a tale He’ll frizz your hair with salty air And cancel all your sail He’ll misplace every flip-flop Turn your sunscreen into glue Poseidon throws a tantrum When you say he isn’t true [Verse 2] He summoned up a mighty squall (Well… mildly brisk at best) The deckchairs scooted two feet left A gull flew off impressed He tried a fearsome thunderclap It came out more “a-choo!” A jellyfish applauded once Then drifted out of view [Chorus] Oh Poseidon throws a tantrum Over every little doubt He’ll rearrange your luggage tags And flip your maps about He’ll soak your fancy dinner suit With one well-timed stray wave Poseidon throws a tantrum Like a god who needs a shave [Bridge] [Call-and-response] Tenors: “Is that all you’ve got Old man?” Basses: “Where’s the whirlpool Where’s the plan?” Altos: “Did we hurt your feelings Sir?” Sopranos: “Should we praise your facial fur?” (la-la!) [Choir Mock-epic] He rose up from the foaming deep In sandals trimmed with kelp His beard full of misplaced car keys A starfish on his belt “You dare to doubt my mighty name?” He thundered… then he slipped On a rogue banana peel From a cruise ship midnight trip [Chorus] Oh Poseidon throws a tantrum When the crowd refuses awe He’ll fog your fancy eyeglass frames With steamy Sulky squall He’ll swap your deck for seaweed Give your captain squeaky shoes Poseidon throws a tantrum But he still comped all the booze [Outro] [Choir Grand and cheesy] So raise a glass to ocean gods If only just in jest ‘Cause anger’s hard to take too hard In a toga and a vest For all his splash and thunder He just wants a little cheer Sing “We believe you Poseidon!” So he’ll let us park right here (amen!)
Tags
Big-band-era orchestra with lush strings, plucky clarinets, and swaggering brass hits; mixed choir in tight, witty harmonies. Starts like a grand golden-age musical overture, then swings into a tongue-in-cheek march. Call-and-response between choir sections, comedic asides, and a climactic, over-the-top final cadence with cymbal crash and held choir chord., comedy, theme
3:19
No
2/24/2026