Sabledrake Magazine

May, 2003

 

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     GURPS Harry Potter, Pt. 5

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     Interview: Tee Morris & Lisa Lee

     Elves of Smoke and Scarlet

     The Oleander's Pryde

     More "Filks Man Was Not Meant To Know"

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     The Ways of Magic, Pt. 1

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Filks Man Was Not Meant To Know

By various contributors

 

 

 

For He's The King In Yellow

(Tune: For He's a Jolly Good Fellow)

By Alf R.

 

For he´s the king in yellow.

For he´s the king in yellow.

For he´s the king in yellow.

And so say all of us.

And so say all of us.

And so say all of us.

For he´s the king in yellow.

For he´s the king in yellow.

For he´s the king in yellow.

And so say all of us.

 

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Come By Ya

By Alf R.

 

Hastur dares you come by here.

Hastur scares you come by here.

Hastur wears you - know no fear.

Aah, aah, come by ya.

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Hastur tames you come by here.

Hastur shames you come by here.

Hastur names you - draws you near.

Aah, aah, come by ya.

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Hastur thrills you come by here.

Hastur wills you come by here.

Hastur kills you - Oh, my dear.

Aah, aah, come by ya.

Aah, aah, come by ya.

 

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Oh Come All Ye Cultists

(Tune: Adeste Fideles)

by David C.

 

Oh, come, all ye cultists,

Insane and corrupted!

We'll fly to the center of

A mad universe.

Come and behold It!

Hear the idiot flutists!

Oh, come, let us abhor It! (3x)

Dread Azathoth!

 

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Old Man Whateley

(Tune: Old MacDonald)

by David C.

 

Old man Whateley had a farm,

Iä! Iä! Oh!

He cast a spell that brought much harm,

Iä! Iä! Oh!

With a sharp knife here,

And a dark tome there,

Whipoorwill, whipoorwill,

Screaming in the night air,

Old man Whateley had a farm,

Iä! Iä! Oh!

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To see other filks along these lines, visit last year's issue or the Top 100 Cthulhu Mythos site

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