Disclaimer: i do not own Harry Potter nor any of these character...DONT SUE!
A/N: this story was written by a very good friend.NOT ME...please review.
The day he was born again
He never lived.
He never died.
But he was born again.
The day he met Ron,
his orgasm came on
because this was the day he was born again.
The red pen leaked
His feet looked bleak
However
Don't be vain
As this was the day he was born again.
He never went to bed
But shagged in his head
Hermione flew over
On the day he was born again
The dividers were stolen
Lord Voldemort came
Harrys erection was stolen
But never you fear
Harry was born again.
His long lost brother
Made him a Christmas card in gayness
As this was the day he was born again.
He was drunk when he went to the prom with Ron
He fell over and smelled his bum
Harry's not dirty
This was just the day he was born again.
This poems not over
Harry's life goes on
But Harry's still sad
As Ron's gone
Dumbledore came
And said
"I'll take the place of Ron
I'm older and wiser
And know how to do it better"
There's no perversion here
This is the day he was born again.
"I'll be a monkey
Pick the nits from your body
But Dumbledore
Never let me see your butty"
Now this tale lives on
It will never end
Because
THIS WAS THE DAY HE WAS BORN AGAIN.