A Very H.P. Christmas (Dec 23, 2006)

Current mood:touched

Twas the night before Yuletide and all through the hole 
Not a creature was stirring, not even a Dhole 
Aldebaren hung at the right place at nine 
In the hopes that Great Cthulhu would come out this time 

The Fungi from Yuggoth, all snug in their caves 
Were plotting to turn all the people to slaves 
The Deep Ones in Rlyeh, the Ghouls in their graves 
Were dancing and singing and acting depraved 

When what do my wondering eyes should appear 
But a mouldering sleigh and eight corpselike reindeer 
With a horrible driver so leprous and reeking 
I knew right away that my fear was unspeaking 

The reindeer were gross, as they flew up from hell 
And It hoarsely whispered and chanted a spell 
Ia Shub Niggurath! Cthulhu ftagn! 
Nyarlathotep! I summon you on! 

As decomposed flesh before the charnel stench rise 
And meet with the open air polluting the skies 
Up to the housetop the horror it rose 
And the gangrenous odors assailed my nose 

And then in a slopping noise heard on the roof 
The lumbering clomping of octopoid hoofs 
As I drew in my head and was turning around 
The horror lurched into my room with a bound 

Its eyes how they pulsate 
So bulbous and gory 
This blasphemous creature 
So noxious and hoary 

I was frozen by fear, my feet woudn't run 
I threw up my cookies, this wasn't much fun 
It whispered my name and said ``You come with I'' 
I tried to refuse and it said ``Then you die.'' 

It came at my throat with its grim claws extended 
But a miracle saved its victim intended 
I had three Elder Signs in a slot in the floor 
It screamed with a fiendish sound and went out the door 

It sprang to its sleigh, and its team gave a surge 
And away they all flew to the sound of a dirge 
I heard it exclaim as it flew out of sight 
``You're lucky this time, for the stars weren't right.''