Antennae Face
by John S. Adair and Holly E. Taylor
Antennae face
and a carapace.
Bony tail
hanging down.
A slither in the walk
and a gibber in the talk
make my SAN go down down down.
There ain't nothin' in the world
like a bug-eyed girl
to make me act so funny,
make me kill my buddies,
send me to my doom
in a rubber room,
AIEEEEE!
oh, baby, that's what I like!
What would you think of publishing an H. P. Lovecraft Songbook?
Dick Lupoff