Voldy's Gone Moldy Poem by Nicholas Spandrel
Voldy's Gone Moldy
Hurray for Harry,
he Made The Dark lord fall,
the wand that he had used,
back fired upon him,
the elder wand is harry's,
the souls of them freed,
his parents rejoined him,
he met them once again,
resurrected they did,
free they are from Voldy's Grasp,
Voldy has gone Moldy,
Now we see him crawl.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
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