Voldemort's Poem
I have failed, I know that,
I was the mouse and he was the cat.
But still I can see that he is sad,
For he has not friends, and for that I'm glad.
He's sad and all alone in his house,
Now who's the cat? Now, who's the mouse?
In failing I have won,
Isn't that fun?
Down here where I am is a dark place,
Where evil people scream in your face.
Though, It is all worth it in the end,
At least the Boy-Who-Lived now has no best friend. . .