Roses are Red
Violets are Blue a Harry Potter poetry collection
Disclaimer: You know the drill. Not mine, just borrowed to play.
Goblet of Fire
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Like it or not,
There's homework to do!
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
It's for Trelawney,
So none of it's true.
Roses are red,
And so is the moon.
Harry and Ron will
Be out of ideas soon!
Roses are red,
Carnations are nice.
Hermione says,
Ron's dying twice!
Roses are red
Their stems are green,
But Trelawney was impressed,
With what they had forseen.
Azkaban
Roses are red,
All flowers are nice
But criminal aren't.
"Run!" is my advice.
Roses are red
So's Lupin's face,
When they discovered he knew
The man in disgrace.
Roses are pink,
In addition to red,
Who ever thought
Peter wasn't dead?
Roses are red
Violets are blue,
Sirius is gone,
What's Fudge to do?
The Chamber of Secrets
Roses are Red
Basilisks are Green
By this guy's eyes,
You shouldn't be seen.
Roses are Red
Quidditch is fun,
Wood likes to talk,
So Harry's not done.
Roses aren't green,
Neither's Nick's cake
After the party,
They all heard a snake.
Roses are red
Dudley is fat,
Nobody's sad
They got Filch's cat.
Philosopher's Stone
Roses are red
They make great gifts.
When Harry gets his letter,
His whole life shifts.
Roses are red
Vernon is bold.
But not when a giant,
Comes in from the cold.
Roses are red,
So's the Hogwarts Express
After meeting Hermione
They like her less.
Roses are red.
Mountain Trolls stink.
Their bogeys are green.
Not Lockhart-robe pink.
Roses are red,
And blue is the flame
Upon Snape's robes
At Harry's first game.
Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
I'd really like it,
If you wrote a review!
Violets are Blue a Harry Potter poetry collection
Disclaimer: You know the drill. Not mine, just borrowed to play.
Goblet of Fire
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
Like it or not,
There's homework to do!
Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
It's for Trelawney,
So none of it's true.
Roses are red,
And so is the moon.
Harry and Ron will
Be out of ideas soon!
Roses are red,
Carnations are nice.
Hermione says,
Ron's dying twice!
Roses are red
Their stems are green,
But Trelawney was impressed,
With what they had forseen.
Azkaban
Roses are red,
All flowers are nice
But criminal aren't.
"Run!" is my advice.
Roses are red
So's Lupin's face,
When they discovered he knew
The man in disgrace.
Roses are pink,
In addition to red,
Who ever thought
Peter wasn't dead?
Roses are red
Violets are blue,
Sirius is gone,
What's Fudge to do?
The Chamber of Secrets
Roses are Red
Basilisks are Green
By this guy's eyes,
You shouldn't be seen.
Roses are Red
Quidditch is fun,
Wood likes to talk,
So Harry's not done.
Roses aren't green,
Neither's Nick's cake
After the party,
They all heard a snake.
Roses are red
Dudley is fat,
Nobody's sad
They got Filch's cat.
Philosopher's Stone
Roses are red
They make great gifts.
When Harry gets his letter,
His whole life shifts.
Roses are red
Vernon is bold.
But not when a giant,
Comes in from the cold.
Roses are red,
So's the Hogwarts Express
After meeting Hermione
They like her less.
Roses are red.
Mountain Trolls stink.
Their bogeys are green.
Not Lockhart-robe pink.
Roses are red,
And blue is the flame
Upon Snape's robes
At Harry's first game.
Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
I'd really like it,
If you wrote a review!