Voldemort has had his dues
When on the ground he lay
Upon the heath of Hogwarts school
Where spent he his last day.
So long we fought, So hard and brave
And we never shall forget
That on this day of victory
To the fallen we owe debt.
The Slytherins that love we not
Shall rot in dungeons true
For cursing down our chosen one
And being assholes too
The Ravenclaws shall tell you that
Their brains let them survive
But we all know that they'd be dead
If Harry Potter did not arrive
The Hufflepuffs shall bore you with
Their recounts of the war
They'll tell you they did aid the win
But it was only Harry Potter I saw
But Gryffindors, with hearts so stout
Shall lead you through the world
With kind hearts and kinder souls
And even kinder words.
I know it hurts to hear the truth,
But the truth you must digest-
We all know that Gryffindor
Have always been the best.
Every year, they win the cup,
Both for house and sport,
And just to top it off, we know,
They have JK's support.
She clearly hates the Slytherins,
For they are plainly dicks
And never would you hope to find
A Ravenclaw who's not a prick.
As for Hufflepuff we know,
I'd hate to be one of those,
Who they are or what they do
No one really knows.
But on now too to what my song
Has to the point now come,
As Harry Potter standing here
Is the Chosen One.
So rejoice and jump and laugh once more
For he is in our midst
Again he lives, and helps us live
So drink Butterbeer and get pissed!