"That quiche was delicious and - Harry Potter!" Oh no, not him again, what a bother. "What time should I pick you up to take you to - Harry Potter!" Seriously? I suppose we'll pretend like he already got her. "Did you finish chemistry and start your - Harry Potter!" Oh, i wish we could just stop talking about that rotter. "Do you mind getting the laundry for - Harry Potter!" Umm, you know the clothes smell, we really otter.
This boy is worse than Peter Pan He lives in my house and rides in my van! My girls all adore him and his glasses And the more he talks, the more he attracts the masses.
Whoever is this Dumbledore? I really don't want to hear anymore. Snape just looks like he's evil All I know is he's causing upheaval.
Ron, that poor redhead And Hermione that bossy big head. Edward somehow got mixed in And i hear he died in the end.
But I couldn't care less, please go away! I will get rid of them all one day. I know what must happen when I hear Potter, I must become a pest control plotter!
This is a poem about when my sisters and I became obsessed with Harry Potter. It's from my mom's point of view.