Title: The tale of Harry the pansy in rap-limerick form
By: RogueCajun & Bootstraps (Padfoot & Moony)
Summary: No Spoilers! From the Crazy minds that brought you the rap-limerick about Scabbers, the rap-limerick about Hermione, and the rap-limerick about Draco comes a poem-esque doodad about Harry the pansy. Even if you do not like Harry the pansy, you will like this poem-y thing. It comes complete with random rhyming words, incoherent sentences, Robin Hood: Men in Tights references and Dr. Spock. What more could you ask for?
This is not, I repeat not to be taken seriously, we wrote this one day when we were bored.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, if I owned Harry Potter then Sirius would not have died and the books would be about him, not Harry. But alas, I do not own Harry Potter.
Rating: Pg-13-ish
Random Quote: "We're not worthy, we're not worthy!" –Wayne and Garth
There once was a pansy named Harry
Who was just a wee little man-sy
When the evil lord Voldie
Who was old and moldy
Killed both his parents
And sent death eaters
After Neville's too
Sirius was blamed
Peter was 'dead' and was the one who was famed with a 'heroic death'
And the Marauders were no longer together
So Harry was taken
To Petunia and Vernon's
And feather rhymes with together
For almost eleven years
Petunia and Vernon feared
That Harry would cause something weird
To happen in their house
So they locked him in a cupboard under the stairs
Along with a tiny black mouse
Because I am the
Almighty Bootstraps
The mouse
Is named Andrew
Thanks mate, that made a lot of sense
You could have at least made an attempt to connect it, like by saying something about you-know-who
Then one fine day
An owl appeared
With a letter from no one
Dudley took it
Gave it to Vernon
Doodly doodly doo nothing rhymes with Vernon
So Vernon that day
Took everyone away
To a house on a rock
Mr. Nemoy played Spock
That night was Harry's eleventh birthday
He drew himself a cake in the Earth-ay
I feel like I'm speaking Pig Latin
But your Pig Latin
Ain't good
For my rappin'
Midnight came
Along with Hagrid
And his pink umbrella
He broke down the door
Rattled the floor
And wasn't a great lookin' fella
He took Harry away
He made Dudley pay
For a comment
Vernon made
About Hogwart's headmaster
Being a crackpot old fool
So using his umbrella that was big
Hagrid turned Dudley into a pig
Complete with curly pink tail
Uh…nubbin?
I don't know
You're the
Great master of the Limerick
I got nuthin'!
I don't know
What you were thinkin'
Did you just say Abe Lincoln?
No, I did not just say Abe Lincoln genius, I said what were you thinking?
So, Harry went to Hogwarts
Kicked Voldemort's butt
Not once, not twice, but three times in his first four years
The last time you see, confirmed everyone's fears
That one day you-know-who would come back.
Ooh-ahh-ooh, nothing in here completely rhymes….
Doodly-doodly-doo
And come back he did,
He killed Cedric
And pitted the ministry against Dumbledore
Fudge is really a bore
Cause he wouldn't face the truth
My cousin has a friend named Ruth
Voldemort was allowed free reign
In Harry's fifth year
He was attacked by his own greatest fear-
Dementors, those ratty looking cheer sucking guards of Azkaban
And then the stuff hit the fan,
Harry used his Patronus
And prayed that no one noticed
But the ministry it seemed
Knows things that are unseen
And so they were really mean
And they expelled the pansy from Hogwarts
That night as he sulked, moped and was emo
There came a interesting sight…
The Order of the Phoenix had showed up in his house
To take him away for a while….
I have a friend named Kyle
Doodly doodly doo, I can't think of what else to say…
Oh yeah, Fudge decided he'd make Dumbledore pay
By sending him Umbridge the hag
Which made everyone quite mad
For she was power hungry and paranoid
We'd like to shove her over Niagara Falls in a barrel-oid.
Her decrees were absurd, they made Fred & George make like birds
And fly, fly away
But they caused a big hay day as they went
They had one last gift to give the crazy old bint
Occulmency with Snape was never any fun
And Harry learned about the damage his father had done
His nightmares came back and he was startled to find
That Voldemort knew about the connection of their minds
By using his godfather Voldemort hoped to be able to hang Harry by a magic rope
One that would display him for all the world to see that he was just a boy
And could never have hoped to defeat the dark Lord.
Um, hey-nani-nani and a ho-ho-ho not a lot of things rhyme with Lord that would make coherent sense….
Off to the ministry Harry flew
Hermione and Dumbledore's Army went too
To rescue Sirius
From the department of the mysterious
The prophecy he found
And discovered how the final battle had to go down
Neither can live while the other survives
So killing Voldemort is what the doctor prescribes
As the one thing that will sever the link
At least we hope and we think
It should make everything the way it should be
Where muggle-born and pure-blood could both live in harmony
The Death Eaters showed up
And Dumbledore's Army kicked most of their butts
Then the bad guys got the upper hand
Then outta nowhere Bam!
The order arrived
To make sure the kids got out of their alive.
Bellatrix Lestrange caused a ruckus
And it was because of her that Sirius kicked the bucket
So Sirius died
And Harry cried
While Remus tried
To keep Harry from going after him
Hey I know that bucket part really didn't rhyme
But I am running out of time
That's all I have, I'm done now it seems
I just have to take care of a few little things
Like sending this to Moony to get her input
And then up it'll go for everyone to have a look
Until next time I'll say adieu
For you never know
What next we'll do
Maybe one on Weasley the King
Or Fawkes the phoenix with crimson wings
Or maybe even one on dear ol' Sirius
Or one on Snape if you insist that we must
That's all I've got to say
I'm done for today
So long
Fair thee well
Pip-pip
Cheerio,
We'll be back soon!
