Simple Simon met a shoggoth...Simple Simon met a shoggoth,Going to the fair;Wait a minute, this sound familiar,Didn’t I already just go there?Says the shoggoth to teller of the taleLet me taste your hair.Says the teller to the shoggoth;Oh we’re not going there!Said the shoggoth to the teller,You smell mighty tasty in the morning air.The shoggoth went-a-fishing,For a penguin fair;All the feathers he had caught;Were in cavern lair.Then the shoggoth went to lookIf Elder things full are of gristle;He lick his pseudopods very much,Which made poor shoggoth whistle.-- "Tekeli-li"
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