THE NOSLEEP PODCAST - COMMEMORATIVE 2017 TOURING TEAM LIMERICKS
There once was a showrunning man,
Who assembled below, quite a clan.
In his basement we wait,
For the cries to abate.
Then we'll narrate as fast as we can.
There once was a starlet, Nichole.
Beaming light from the source in her soul.
She wears blue in her hair,
Treats all people with care,
And she'd NEVER devour you whole.
There once was a Maestro named Boone,
Who plickety-plunked quite the tune.
He was hired by David, who had the Swoosh braided,
And now, I'm afraid, he's a loon.
There once was a David, called Ault,
Twas for many a murder, at fault.
Though his manner was pleasant,
He slaughtered the peasants,
And locked all the bones in his vault.
There once was a Jessica, fair,
Wielding conjurers tears from thin air.
She'll command your emotions,
Urge eyes to spill oceans,
And leave you in blissful despair.