In my Attic, there's a door
Behind the door is junk galoor
In the junk there's a trunk
In that same trunk is a key,
A key that's speacial to me.
The key fits in a lock
Closing up an iron box
Containing ABSU Lords
As well as their evil hords.
Cathulu lies in sleeping wait
For you to come open the Gate.
Seeing Them would be bad,
For the sight will drive you mad;
And then I'll bash your head
Because when that happens,
You're better off dead.
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