AN: This is my little poem about Deatheaters, and my description of them.
Disclaimer: I own nothing it is all J.K. Rowling's (well except for the poem itself, but all its content…)
Well on with my mini poem Death Eaters:
Death Eaters
Cast an eerie silence wherever they attack
All dressed in black
Waiting to spring into action
For without their action,
They won't get the satisfaction
Of the victims reaction
Death Eaters
Killers on the prowl
Out to get a howl
Out of the innocent,
Young, and dreary
Casting their eerie silence wherever they go
Death Eaters
Support you-know-who
Voldemort, my lord, he-who-mustn't-be-named
Feared by all
Driven insane by one
The killer on the prowl couldn't kill
Death Eaters
Will be our downfall
Have a ball,
By killing us all
Not caring,
Not seeing,
Blind to their evil destruction they leave
Told to do it
By their master
Death Eaters,
Just Death Eaters on the prowl again
Please R&R. It will help me and read what I have written in my other fan fiction is one I plan on continuing, I am just having a writers block on it. This one I had written down in my journal for ages and finally decided to add to the site. Remember hit that little button down there (it says go). Okay now review. I don't care if it is a flame or if it isn't, all I care about is that you review. And in about a month I will reply to the reviews on a second page and will do that for a little while. Remember R&R!!!