Disclaimer: I wish I could tell you I truly own Harry
I'd tumble in money, acting quite merry.
But the reality is, I'm quite broke and quite hungry
That's why I write fanfictions for no freakin' money!
Now that I've rambled, I must come to the point
I'm not J.K. Rowling--sorry to disappoint!!
A/N: Wow. This is some stupid poetry!! That's what I get for staying up until 4 am every night! Go try my other poem, Harry Pothead and the Sorcerer's Stoned. I believe it is better...much better. Even if it was written at the same time in the morning as this one.
Draco, Draco, bouncing ferret!
I'm sorry,
you'll have to grin and bear it!
It's an awesome sight,
we all have to share it!
And to finish the show,
I've an idea that has merit--
All we need is a Weasel
with hair colored carrot!
See, told you. Stupid. Oh well. Weird things happen when you're tired. G'night!
