Wearing Harry's glassless glasses;
Stretching tall to peep
into looking glasses;
Grabbing Mom's mascara boxes;
Stretching tall to peep
into looking glasses;
Grabbing Mom's mascara boxes;
Parting the tresses;
Lightning to the forehead,
Lightning to the forehead,
so he traces
An important game with the Slytherins;
Out comes the Hakkas and the Sledges;
And a mandatory dare to Draco's faces
Astride a cricket bat
Round and round the ground he levitates,
the little brat
Dodging and Ducking;
Zooming and Swishing
Way up in the gallery;
Here the Big D, there Ron and Hermione
Time now for the stylish waves
and the boisterous flying kisses
One, two, three, the whistle blows;
The crowd roars;
Attaboy, time to go get some goals
Wait, Wait, Wait;
Oh My My My;
Why now those wails and shrieks;
And what about those instant streams down the cheeks
Up and only up and up in the air
Only darn! this Golden Snitch
Astride a cricket bat
Round and round the ground he levitates,
the little brat
Dodging and Ducking;
Zooming and Swishing
Way up in the gallery;
Here the Big D, there Ron and Hermione
Time now for the stylish waves
and the boisterous flying kisses
One, two, three, the whistle blows;
The crowd roars;
Attaboy, time to go get some goals
Wait, Wait, Wait;
Oh My My My;
Why now those wails and shrieks;
And what about those instant streams down the cheeks
Up and only up and up in the air
Only darn! this Golden Snitch
ever darts and slides
Sigh! Not once without any care
On the ground does the winged ball glides
And so it teases
Sigh! Not once without any care
On the ground does the winged ball glides
And so it teases
Refuses to pleases
My poor darling seeker
all ready, but, now
He sure does needs my squeezesMy poor darling seeker
all ready, but, now
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