My lines won’t remain apart
Even if extended to infinity
They keep curving back to the start
And sowing insanity

I’ve got the non-Euclidean blues
Playing them up the R’lyeh streets
Gonna have to pay my dues
As the gibbering horrors bleat

Oh, I’ve got the non-Euclidean blues
And my mind is starting to crack
It can’t process the maddening views
Of Cthulhu’s scaly back

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