Sorting Hat's Song (Book 1) Poem by J. K. Rowling

Sorting Hat's Song (Book 1)

Rating: 3.5

'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 then me.
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap 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 ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin,
Where you'll meet 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 a Thinking Cap.'

Hannington Mumo 13 June 2020

A masterfully woven narrative poem...a straight tiptop opus from the same incomparably endowed wordsmith - easily today's finest literary ace; a towering pen instantly recognizable for her this nifty verse...I feel quite ennobled reading these dainty rhymes, and sharing these views herebelow!

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Hannington Mumo 13 June 2020

A wonderfully woven narrative poem...yet another tiptop magnum opus by the same finessed wordsmith - doubtless our times' finest literary polymath; a towering whiz instantly recognizable for her unbeatable verse and dainty prose...I feel pretty ennobled savoring this riveting rhymes, and posting my heartfelt remarks hereunder!

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Shivam panda 07 February 2018

Awsome narrative poem ever

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