Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
 But don't judge on what you see,
 I'll eat myself if you can find
 A smarter hat than me.
 You can keep your bowlers black,
 Your top hats sleek and tall,
 For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
 And I can top them all.
 There's nothing hidden in your head
 The Sorting Hat can't see,
 So try me on and I will tell you
 Where you ought to be.
 You might belong in Gryffindor,
 Where dwell the brave at heart,
 Their daring, nerve and chivalry
 Set Gryffindors apart;
 You might belong in Hufflepuff,
 Where they are just and loyal,
 Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
 And unafraid of toil;
 Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
 If you've a steady mind,
 Where those of wit and learning,
 Will always find their kind;
 Or perhaps in Slytherin
 You'll make your real friends,
 Those cunning folk use any means
 To achieve their ends.
 So put me on! Don't be afraid!
 And don't get in a flap!
 You're in safe hands (though I have none)
 For I'm a Thinking Cap! 
-- from Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

Hi! Of course I'm not the actual sorting hat, but that's okay with me if it's okay with you. Have a look around, see if you like anything I write. If so, tell your friends! If not, tell your friends! Just no mean things, please and thank you.