‘Twas the Night before Christmas
And all through out the planet
Only one creature was stirring
Causing horror and Panic
For to night of all nights
The Stars were all right
To awaken Chutulu
And start endless fright
Chutulu emerged, from his slumber
Deep with in the Sea
And onto land he lumbered
Causing all Hell to break free
Across the nation
Cultists shouted with glee,
Killing and rapping
In mad ecstasy
The Deep ones, from Innsmouth
Arose from sea beads
And celebrated the occasion
With some Fried human heads
But what’s this?
A fat man, all dressed up in red!
He’s approaching Chutulu!
Does he wish he was Dead?
Oh, look! He’s rolling up his sleeves!
Is he going to try hit Chutulu?
Is that what this means?
And the Men in reds’ fits
Hit there target with a mighty BASH
And Great Chutulu flew back into sea
Returning with a Splash
And so here’s a quick message,
To all old God’s of the night
Be good this Christmas
Or Santa will punch out your lights
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