Luna is definitely my favorite Harry Potter character, so I made this poem to explain how she never lets herself be bothered by the constant resentment she gets from her scoolmates.
On another note, I am now no longer dead and will now actually be posting stuff again. Woot.
Blond hair, blue eyes,
Bottle caps around her throat,
Radish plants stuck on her ears;
That crazy girl that everyone knows.
Weird words, weird dreams,
We fear her because she's not the same.
Weird looks and weird beliefs;
So odd that everyone knows her name.
Tease her, taunt her, all the time,
It will not do a thing.
Someone so abnormal won't be disturbed;
She never cries, Luna the strange.