Disclaimer: The Sorting Hat and all the houses belong to J. K. Rowling. I own everything else! Mwahaha!
Second Thoughts
Years come and years go
Summer sun and winter snow
In one ear and out the other
I cannot see why I even bother
Couldn't another do the same?
Why put me through all this pain?
I boast and brag and sing with joy
But no one knows, except the boy
He figured out I do have fear
Found that, yes, mistakes are near
Four houses should be an easy task
I hide my doubt behind a mask
Of dust and grime and empty rubble
Why do I spend the trouble?
Twenty five percent have I
Make a right choice, or die
My powers weak, my insight gray
Pass on the torch I soon may
Hufflepuff I send who idiocy diminished
But then, some do come out quite finnished
To Ravenclaw go the nerds
Although most aren't even bookworms
Slytherian always takes a evil one
But hey, nice ones always start the fun
Tiredly I send the rest
To Gryffindor, supposedly the best
Who, me? What to do?
Where to put them, I haven't a clue
The best! they boast
As of now, my life's toast
Withered and dull, upon a stool
I have been quite a fool
Oh, what's this? Another year?
Another round of boos and jeers?
They dare not speak aloud, on no
But I see all think I don't know
I stand up straight and sing a song
And wait to be proven wrong
Here comes a head, oh wait, what's this?
Could there possibly be something amis?
I know the answer to this brave soul!
Off to Gryffindor, he must go!
And she, of course! With cleverness and wit!
Ravenclaw's surely a fit!
And Slytherian! And Hufflepuff!
Why, this is easy stuff!
And then, in the crowd, I see the boy
Among his friends, he isn't coy
Did I choose right? Of course I did!
For I am quite a very smart lid!
Maybe I'll last another year
Perhaps there aren't any jeers
It's okay girls and men
The Sorting Hat is back again!
A/N: See that pretty box below? It's calling to you. Telling you to fill it out. Mmhmm. Obey the box. You know you want to..
Second Thoughts
Years come and years go
Summer sun and winter snow
In one ear and out the other
I cannot see why I even bother
Couldn't another do the same?
Why put me through all this pain?
I boast and brag and sing with joy
But no one knows, except the boy
He figured out I do have fear
Found that, yes, mistakes are near
Four houses should be an easy task
I hide my doubt behind a mask
Of dust and grime and empty rubble
Why do I spend the trouble?
Twenty five percent have I
Make a right choice, or die
My powers weak, my insight gray
Pass on the torch I soon may
Hufflepuff I send who idiocy diminished
But then, some do come out quite finnished
To Ravenclaw go the nerds
Although most aren't even bookworms
Slytherian always takes a evil one
But hey, nice ones always start the fun
Tiredly I send the rest
To Gryffindor, supposedly the best
Who, me? What to do?
Where to put them, I haven't a clue
The best! they boast
As of now, my life's toast
Withered and dull, upon a stool
I have been quite a fool
Oh, what's this? Another year?
Another round of boos and jeers?
They dare not speak aloud, on no
But I see all think I don't know
I stand up straight and sing a song
And wait to be proven wrong
Here comes a head, oh wait, what's this?
Could there possibly be something amis?
I know the answer to this brave soul!
Off to Gryffindor, he must go!
And she, of course! With cleverness and wit!
Ravenclaw's surely a fit!
And Slytherian! And Hufflepuff!
Why, this is easy stuff!
And then, in the crowd, I see the boy
Among his friends, he isn't coy
Did I choose right? Of course I did!
For I am quite a very smart lid!
Maybe I'll last another year
Perhaps there aren't any jeers
It's okay girls and men
The Sorting Hat is back again!
A/N: See that pretty box below? It's calling to you. Telling you to fill it out. Mmhmm. Obey the box. You know you want to..