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From: MegaMole
Subject: [I] Pika!
Date: Sun, 7 May 2000 21:11:14 +0100

I'm surprised nobody has thought to do this before. They probably have - I just haven't seen it.

Talis told me to be *very* *quiet* when singing the chorus of this, as it oozed into my head the other day... children nearby...

TTTO "Agadoo", Black Lace[1]

Pikachu, -chu, -chu,
Bring it slowly to the boil;
Barbecue, -cue, -cue,
Fry the little sod in oil;
Chop it up, mince it down,
Shake it around and mash its brain,
Roast its tail, scoop its eyes out
And sieve them down the drain.

A young boy came up to me with a Poke-ball,
He told me those creations made his stomach crawl;
Well I said to the lad, "So show me what you've got there",
And he pulled out Pikachu and Squirtle, medium rare.


The Poke-bubbling pot,
The smell of roast fluff,
The banquet's never done,
'Cos you'll never get enough...

[verse 1]
[fade out]

And hey presto, an Instant Filk Kit to irritate the neighbours and make all their children cry.


[1] A song absurd enough, arguably, that it doesn't need parody. But still.

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