The Boy Who Lived?

by Sergeant Tech-Com DN38416

random poem i wrote for english class about how what would happen if Voldemort desided to get a gun to kill HP instead of all the normal HP magic stuff. soooo... ya.

Harry Potter, the boy who lived

His parents died, he had nothing to give

From returning to power, he stopped The Dark Lord

He flew back to school in a beaten old Ford

He saved from dementors, Sirius Black

But couldn't stop Voldemort from coming back

They fought at The Ministry, and Sirius died

Harry Potter went home and cried

The Dark Lord was enraged when The Prophecy broke

So he went out back and he lit up a smoke

And that's when he thought up a cunning plan

"Get a gun and shoot Potter, while you still can!"

So he went into London, alone, in disguise

Knowing he was watched by many muggle eyes

He picked out a gun and went back to HQ

There was so little time and so much to do

He then went to Hogwarts, to find Harry Potter

Who was all by himself sitting down by the water

Voldemort approached, gun in his hand

Harry Potter started to stand

"Any last words?" The Lord said with a grin

After all of this time he would finally win

Voldemort fingered the trigger to pull it

And Potter was killed by a 12 gauge bullet