This is a poem that I wrote because I was in a cheerful-talkative-happy-creative-Harry Potter Loving mood.
This is what I would say
If I were to talk to you know who
Is hello there or hi or um
Just exactly who are you?
I would tell him all about
My mother and dad
About my cousins and aunts
And my sister who's been bad
I would smile when I talk to him
For he would make my day
I would be caught up in the moment
And hang on every word he'd say
I could remark on his curious face
And maybe on his hair
He'd probably get mad
Or maybe just sit and stare
I wouldn't mind that though
'Cause his eyes are such a sight
I wonder if he's a vampire
Should I watch out for a bite?
I'm pretty sure he's human
That's what I believe
Though he could be magical
But I would have to see
Magical, that's the word I remember
I keep thinking that there's something
Something strange about him
Though it's probably just nothing
I really couldn't fathum
Even talking to him though
We would talk about the birds
Or my hair with a pink bow
I would ask him what to do
We could bake a cake or build a fort
For you know that I am talking
Straight to Voldemort
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