10. In which I write bad Harry Potter Poetry.

Severus Snape
Severus Snape.
With that dark black cape.
Who could think you are good?
I mean, really, who would?
But you are! 
Even to that boy with the lightening scar.
Lily Evans was your love. 
Your patronus isn't a dove.
Because it has always been. 
That's why Voldemort couldn't win.


(Explanation: If you didn't understand this poem, that makes sense, because it is kind of confusing. Basically, I tried to get the end words to rhyme! So that's exciting. Anyways, the confusing lines I saw would be: your patronus isn't a dove, because is has always been. That is a reference to how his patronus had been a doe all that time! And he was good to Harry (the boy with the lightening scar) because he was helping him out.. even if he was mean the whole time!)


WOEM
I have heard Wizard Rock (WROCK), 
and thought "How hard could it be?"
You would think, it would be easy.
Two things I love: music, Harry Potter.
Add them together, and you get Wrock. 
So why can't I write it? 
Instead I find myself writing Woem. 
Wizarding Poems! 
Yes, I just invited that. I really did. 
And this isn't much of a poem. At all.
But at least it's a woem! Kind of.


(I think this explains itself. Rambling and creation of WOEM. Not much else to stress.)


I am REALLY sorry you had to read those. But I felt like posting another post and I needed to have a topic to post about. So poetry and Harry Potter kind of merged, and look at what we got! Impressive? Not really. Some day when I am a famous author (see how good at being optimistic I am getting?) someone is probably going to blackmail me with these. And I just gave that someone the idea.

If people actually read those poems someday, then here is a note to you readers: these poems were for fun, and I am aware that they are not amazingly talented poem. I am not a poet, and I know it (giggle giggle) so don't yell at me! Thank you.

Also, before I post this to embarrass myself, I thought I would add that my day brightened a bit. My parents did get me food in the end! How nice of them. I love you parents. If you are reading this. Which I hope you aren't.

So yeah. You have just learned how much food influences my mood, dear readers. Good food = happiness.