• David J Court

A Squamous Man

Obscene angles,

On dreams landscape desolate -

will Night-gaunts make a meal of me yet?


In Innsmouth’s only bar,

a squamous man.


Why risk losing your sanity

when you're destined to be

an Elder Thing’s treat?


I would escape tonight,

but I haven't any arms to bear.

That man is so gruesome

from some kind of loathsome nightmare.


Arrrggh! A Deep One in the bar,

he’s screaming in my face

and hits me with a swing.

He knows so many arcane things

He knows so much about dread things


I would escape tonight,

but I haven't any arms to bear.

That man is so gruesome

from some kind of loathsome nightmare.

La, la-la, la-la, la-la, a squamous man

Oh, la-la, la-la, la-la, a squamous man


Arrrggh! A Deep One in the bar, he’s screaming in my face and hits me with a swing. He knows so much about dread things He knows so many eldritch things He knows so many dreadful things...

- with apologies to both HP Lovecraft and Steven Morrissey :)

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