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fumblequill [2013-10-16 09:56:01 +0000 UTC]

Rock-a-bye Cthulhu,
in the treetop
When the wind blows,
the cradle will rock

When the bough breaks,
the cradle will fall
And down will come Cthulhu,
cradle and all

Cthulhu is drowsing,

oozing and slither

Endtimes is near,

to both foul and fair

Forward and back,

the pendulum swings
And though Cthulhu sleeps,

he hears everything.

From the high rooftops,

down to the sea
No one's as near,

as Cthulhu to thee

Wee little tentacles,

eyes shut tight
Now sound asleep,

until endtimes night.

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