Rushles von Egglesmaff

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Rushles von Egglesmaff mad goblin king
Has an odd story of odd happ-nings
Was a normal guy once upon a time
But that was long ago, before he lost his mind
"Rushles von what?" Rushles von Egglesmaff
"Egglesmaff who?" Mad king Egglesmaff
"What did he say?" Lots of things you wouldn't get
"What did he do?" Many more you won't forget!
Hehhehehehe

Von Egglemsaff Rushles von Egg
Tell us what have you been up to
Rushles von Egg von Egglesmaff
Tell us of the viddles you tropped at Mizzlemouch

Fret not! This tragic story is rather short
Four weeks' span after his head got warped
He had a bad day, got pushed to the brink
To the edge of a place where the wise can't think
Where songs turned sour and words were weak,
Where his guts turned gloppy and dogs turned to dweeks!
Reality tweaked to tar-filled rivers leaked
Sanity's end to the final roots speaking of the third door
An orchestra of voices seeping from within playing him for a fool
But I digress

Von Egglemsaff Rushles von Egg
Tell us what have you been up to
Rushles von Egg von Egglesmaff
Tell us of the time you Horped a priggy tau

I found him one day sitting by a tree
Shaving his cat ignoring its screams
He had a look in his eye a curious gleam
Driven by an engine only he could conceive
Get to the root he said beneath the flesh
Cut away the gentle and useless weakness
His hunger it beckons it I must feed
Endless is its torment he's consuming my dreams
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Von Egglemsaff Rushles von Egg
Tell us what have you been up to
Rushles von Egg von Egglesmaff
Tell us of the time you freaked out everyone
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Many tried to talk to him but he couldn't hear
Lost in his madness a maelstrom of fear
He said an old voice came and spoke to him
Something about a story for the eager and grim
It was a gift for the mad and the mad in craft
What did it matter if others thought he was daft
It granted a boon
Or was it a spoon
Hard to tell a difference when you're high as the moon

On the day of his death he came to the tree
Talking to something no one else could see
He had tears in his eyes and red on his hands
Rueful of the cruelty of his god's demands
Body carved from daughters' bones and guts for strings
The perfect instrument laid there at his knees
It cost him his family his cat and his home
But who else to share it with
Just him all alone

Rushles von Egg von Egglesmaff
Your instrument now sings your story
Free from the noise and dead by your toys
Such is the tale of the mad goblin king

Rushles von Egg von Egglesmaff
Your instrument now sings your story
Free from the noise and dead by your toys
Such is the tale of the mad goblin king

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