Ok, hello this is my second poem and it's about Gryffindor. It's called Broom stick twirls.
(I don't own any of the characters, the feelings they have are just ideas that I have about how they would feel.)
Broom stick twirls
Bar Raised high,
Broom stick twirls,
Have to beat the slimly gits,
Or it's the end of the world,
Held on rattling pedestals,
Waiting for the wind,
Brave and strong,
And scared and anxious,
Godric's children expected good,
Expected to be great,
Having to win,
Defeat the bad,
Marching to the field,
Both in sport and in war,
Raising in the air,
Wanting to be back home,
Have to show the school,
Who is good.
And who is bad
The whistle blows,
Game begins.
