FILK: House of Black

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No: HPFGUIDX 76159

House of Black
to the tune of "My Home Town" by Tom Lehrer
Dedicated to Wendy St. John

SCENE: Sirius, in a sarcastic mood, serenades his childhood home.

SIRIUS:
I can't believe my luck
To once again be stuck
Here at the place that really takes me back,
Reliving carefree golden days of youth
At House of Black

The portrait of my Mum,
Who thought I was a bum,
Is shrieking till I fear the walls might crack.
And we can't figure out a way to shut her up
At House of Black

I remember Reg,
My perfect little brother,
Never gave his parents bother,
So they said.
He joined Voldemort and ended up quite dead.
The silly little twit
Really thought that he could quit.

It's quite a sight to see
Our ancient family tree:
Pure blood for fifty generations back.
My name's been stricken from it ever since I left
The House of Black.

My cousin Bellatrix
Knows lots of dirty tricks
Death Eater was her chosen career track.
(This is a children's book, so I can't say what I really think of 
her)
At House of Black.

And then there's the elf,
My mother named him Kreacher,
He's a vile and nasty creature, that is clear.
Always muttering abuse where I can hear.
I'd like to give him clothes
And a good punch in the nose

I feel a useless lump,
Locked up here in this dump,
Evicting doxies from the bric-a-brac.
Yes, it's enough to make a strong man go insane
At House of Black.

Marina
rusalka at ix.netcom.com