There once was a seer,
Alhazréd
Whose name folks did hear with much dread
He penned Al Azif
While smokin' some leaf
Which was mixed with some Dust o' the Dead
(tm)
His mind snapped from that
stuff that he'd
rolled
Having glimpsed them bad Ones that are Old
"The Earth's to be cleared!"
He cried, tearing his beard,
"and our bones will be gnawed, ghoul'd and
dhol'd!"
"The existence of Man's
civ'lizations
Rests most with the Ancient Ones' patience
When they really want grub
We'll be lunch meat for Shub
Niggurath and pink fungous crustaceans!"
If the chants Abdul wrote
you've been
bleatin'
It's a good bet you'll real soon
be meetin'
Uncles Yoggy, Cthulhu,
And Nyarlathotep too!
Who'll find you, Man and Earth
damn fine
eatin' !