Um... I must apologise, sorry. This is for SB. Just a load of bad limericks, from Sirius' POV.

The Shack didn't look overly great-

At times it could make you irate.

The walls were bare

Not a table or chair

Could help you off take the weight.

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We used to spend time in the Shack

Twas a place where I ended up back

It was made out of wood

It was all well and good

But there was something that it really did lack.

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I was for a time quite alone

I wanted mates like a dog wants a bone

Then Moony did come

Me old schooltime chum

And I had no more time to moan.

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We were all shut up there in the hut

And for once it didn't smell like mutt.

I was so filled with glee

That lovely Shack and me

I didn't mind its walls gave me a cut.