Um... I must apologise, sorry. This is for SB. Just a load of bad limericks, from Sirius' POV.
The Shack didn't look overly great-
At times it could make you irate.
The walls were bare
Not a table or chair
Could help you off take the weight.
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We used to spend time in the Shack
Twas a place where I ended up back
It was made out of wood
It was all well and good
But there was something that it really did lack.
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I was for a time quite alone
I wanted mates like a dog wants a bone
Then Moony did come
Me old schooltime chum
And I had no more time to moan.
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We were all shut up there in the hut
And for once it didn't smell like mutt.
I was so filled with glee
That lovely Shack and me
I didn't mind its walls gave me a cut.