The Ballad of Professor Trelawney
{To the tune of: (I Can't Help) Falling in Love With You}
The scene: Sybil Trelawney strums a guitar, surrounded by a heavily
scented gauzy mist. She gazes dreamily into the mists and begins to
croon:
Most students say
There is no Eye
But future days, I can clearly See
Hermione says
This is all a crock
Poor, "blind" girl, she can't really See
People come and go
The universe unfolds
I can See it all
Everything, the future holds
That poor lad
With the lightning scar,
I can See, his future tragedy
He will die
In pain, for sure
His awful death, I can clearly See
(Professor Trelawney suddenly goes rigid. Her mouth forms into a sexy
sneer, and she speaks in a masculine, Southern drawl, "Thankya, thankya
very much")
{To the tune of: (I Can't Help) Falling in Love With You}
The scene: Sybil Trelawney strums a guitar, surrounded by a heavily
scented gauzy mist. She gazes dreamily into the mists and begins to
croon:
Most students say
There is no Eye
But future days, I can clearly See
Hermione says
This is all a crock
Poor, "blind" girl, she can't really See
People come and go
The universe unfolds
I can See it all
Everything, the future holds
That poor lad
With the lightning scar,
I can See, his future tragedy
He will die
In pain, for sure
His awful death, I can clearly See
(Professor Trelawney suddenly goes rigid. Her mouth forms into a sexy
sneer, and she speaks in a masculine, Southern drawl, "Thankya, thankya
very much")