A Diggory you
were from birth
A Diggory the day you died
At the time you
passed away
So many people cried
Although we
didn't hear of you much
You were still the youngest to die
At
last Hufflepuff's glory had come to pass
And that damn
Gryffindor stole your pride
One good turn
deserves another
What were you thinking that day?
You shared
the glory of the cup
And with your life you paid