So I decided to spend tonight going through old files.

Geez, there were like six, seven short stories in there that I started and never finished. Which I am in the process of refiling digitally so that I don’t lose them again.  I also found something that I did last year here, but never put into PDF form.  Don’t ask me why, I think that I was ill, or something. Anyway, I cleaned up a couple of lines here and there and now it scans better.

And now that the kids are really and truly asleep, it’s time for Stranger Things Season 2.

Molly Malone (Innsmouth) – Google Docs

Molly Malone (Innsmouth)

At Innsmouth’s dank harbor,
Where the girls show coarse ardor,
I met a young lady called Molly Malone;
She drove her wheelbarrow
Through streets tall and narrow
Crying “Hydra! And Dagon!”
“Alive, once alive!”

Alive, a-live-o,
Alive, a-live-o,
Crying “Hydra! And Dagon!”
“Alive, once alive!”

She was an Oath-taker,
And not just a faker:
Her father and mother were Oath-takers, too.
They drove their wheelbarrows
Through streets tall and narrow
Crying “Hydra! And Dagon!”
“Alive, once alive!”

Alive, a-live-o,
Alive, a-live-o,
Crying “Hydra! And Dagon!”
“Alive, once alive!”

One night she went swimming
Like all Innsmouth women;
‘Tis then that I lost my sweet Molly Malone.
But her voice haunts my dreaming
As I hear her faint screaming
“Great Hydra! And Dagon!”
“Alive, still alive!”

Alive, a-live-o,
Alive, a-live-o,
“Great Hydra! And Dagon!”
“Alive, still alive!”