He was a special child
Lightning on his head
Very famous and heroic
Thinking about the past is his bed
His name was Harry Potter
He saved many
And was a great wizard
So he had much more than a penny
Walking through the halls
He heard a hissing voice
Although he had no fear to follow
The hall was very moist
He told his friends
But he didn't hear that voice again
Until another night
And found it's den
It was a monster
Killing them with the look of his eyes
Causing many to be afraid
He rises and tries
Fighting against these foul beast
He raises his sword
Slashing against the snakey reptile
The blood of the serpent poured
The phoenix and the sorting hat at his aid
Helping him when it was needed
With tears of healing and a weapon
He then succeeded
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A combo of poems
RandomSome relatable poems and some random silly ones. They all have random themes, some are based on books and others are more based on thoughts. Please enjoy!
