Gryffindor

Is eating too much,

And laughing too loud,

And never getting lost,

In a crowd.

It's crying too hard,

And loving too deep,

And singing to yourself,

As you fall asleep.

It's fuzzy socks,

And dirty feet,

And telling on others,

When you see them cheat

Hufflepuff

Is holding hands,

And giving hugs,

And warm hot cocoa,

In colorful mugs.

It's napping in the afternoon,

And staying up too late,

And always getting feisty,

When you are called sedate.

It's a close group of friends,

And a fierce loyalty,

And always having the time,

To meet a friend for tea.

Slytherin

Is being quick to retort,

And a tiny bit smug,

And secretly craving,

A giant bear hug.

It's gossiping late at night,

And chewing on ice,

And absolutely hating people,

Who tend to act fake-nice.

It's facing judgement,

And judging others,

And having very few you love,

At all more than your mother.

Ravenclaw

Is taking on far too much work,

And being called the smart one,

And thinking popular movies,

Are a bit too overdone.

It's a favorite pair of leggings,

And a big blue sweater,

And forgetting to shower,

In your quest to be better.

It's helping stressed out friends,

And reading five thousand books,

And knowing from a young age,

Not to judge people by their looks.

And Hogwarts

Hogwart will always be there,

To welcome you back,

Hogwarts is your home.