LOVE CRAFT

Little Cthulhu, little Cthulhu,
With shoggoths on your chin,
Always in and out of trouble,
But mostly always in.

Using Daddy’s necktie for the tail of your kite,
Using Mommy’s lipstick for the letters you write.

Oh, the clock says 7:30 -
It’s really after ten.
Looks like Cthulhu’s been repairing it again.

Though you’re wild as any Zulu
And you’re just as hard to tame,
Little Cthulhu, I love you-lu
Just the same, the same.
Little Cthulhu, I love you-lu
Just the same.

(Enough to cause H. P. Lovecraft to rotate in his grave, what?)

[Tip o’ th’ Elisson fedora to The J-Walk Blog for the image.]