That was depressing indeed. Now for my humorous version...
Hi, child of Earth.
The Shuggoths dearly missed you.
They know how to fetch.
Leng is home to doom
And bad things that sing show tunes
Malignant theater.
Eldritch therapy
Some beasts need psychologists
To ask them how they feel.
Cthulu still sleeps
Perhaps he’ll dream forever
The huge lazy slob.
The Deep ones rise soon
Everyone likes tuna fish
Served up on a plate.
Tentacles scare me
They erupt from the commode
Someone help me, please.
Yog-sothoth can’t sing
If he does, ears shall explode
Oh God, he knows this.
Are you sad, angst-filled?
The antidepressants fail
Cthulu can help.
Sentient kitties!
Anything is ours in dreams
Yet we aren’t masters.
Don’t fear the night gaunts
It’s not like they will gut you.
Forget dignity.
Dark cultists now know
The holy Kool-aid is good
Bellyaches are not.
Human sacrifice
Not as fun without ice cream
And cool paper hats.
Nyarlathotep
That name is hard to pronounce.
Lets call him Ted!
We feel uneasy
About rodents behind plaster
Pest control won’t help.
Massive eyeless worms
Who the hell thought up these things?
Someone needs their meds.
When dark beasties come
Try to flash your biggest smile
Amuse the strange Gods.
Maybe they’ll spare you
Who knows with them, anyway?
Those geeks from the Void.
If you’re not yet mad
Come join us in loathsome fun
We’ll make memories.
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