Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. If I did, Fred wouldn't die.
Note: This is the result of boredom during Geometry. I'm quite proud of it, although it might be a bit lame.
A Weasley Poem
There were 2 boys
Named Fred and George
Whenever there's noise
You'd know they were bored
Ron is their brother
He's on a Chocolate Frog card
But they don't really bother
They still think he's a retard
Ginny is their sister
She has a crush on Harry
And with the boy Potter
She's always in a hurry
And then there's Charlie
He's obsessed with dragons
He really finds them gnarly
Which is why he's always gone
There's the Ministry of Magic prat
They call him Percy
He's a true brat
Thank god, Fred showed him mercy
Fleur Delacour's husband
Is a Weasley too, named Bill
They slipped on their wedding bands
The day Scrimgeour got killed
There's daddy named Arthur
He got bit by Nagini
If it weren't for Potter's dreams that recur
He could've lost his weenie
And then there's she who killed that bitch
She's Molly, the Mama Weasley
Truly, she's my favorite witch
If not for her, life would be measly
And that's the Weasley's noble house
They're so awesome, you just want to cry
From the biggest giant to the smallest mouse
Everyone loves them, I won't lie