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Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Minstral Tales - Galap-Dreidel's song

Here is a little ditty that the children of the City of Greyhawk sing about Galap-Dreidel

Dreidel made a little castle. He made it out of clay.
When it was dry and ready, then Dreidel made men pay.
Oh Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel, He made it out of clay.
Oh Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel then Dreidel made men pay.

He used his lovely soul gem, to trap men's souls within
To do his evil bidding, He'd let them out again!
Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel, He'd trap men's souls within.
Oh Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel, He'd let them out again!

Old Dreidel he got tired. He left over the Selintan
And many went to Dreidel's home, but no one let them in.
Oh Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel, he left over the Selintan.
Oh Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel, but no one let them in.

Dreidel made a little castle. He made it out of clay.
When it was dry and ready, then Dreidel made men pay.
Oh Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel, He made it out of clay.
Oh Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel then Dreidel made men pay.

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