We Three Friends of H.P.L. Are - Lyrics - H.p. Lovecraft Historical Society

We three friends of HPL are Howard, Smith, and Bloch from afar Writing letters to our better, Learning from HPL Oh, mind of wonder, mind of might Mind with keenness ever bright. Sought precision through revision, Teach us how to weirdness write. Conan the Barbarian's mine. He-Man weilding axes that shine. Inspiration, perspiration, Helped by you friend divine. Oh, mind of wonder, mind of might Mind immured in endless night Gifted writer, none were brighter, Teach us how to weirdness write. I wrote tales of mystic Zothique, Forging worlds strange and unique Crafting weird tales making book sales Inspired by your technique Oh mind of wonder, mind of might Often nervous and uptight. Correspondent, so despondent, Teach us how to weirdness write. Sent him stories, I a young lad. Kind responses made me feel glad. Feeling groovy, wrote a movie: Psycho turned out not bad. Oh mind of wonder, mind of might Mind obsessed with morbid fright, Seldom healthy, never wealthy, Teach us how to weirdness wright He lives on in glorious fame. Horror fiction never the same. Genius gleaming, dead but dreaming H.P.L. is thy name.