| Lockhart He is comfortable with vanity For it is just his size Delusions of grandeur, they crown his smile His brand of ‘fake humanity’ Can validate the lies And people will believe them for awhile How easily can one employ The means to 'steal the show' To one so simple-minded, it seems right He looks so grand, this Gilderoy To fans who see him ‘glow’ Reflected in other people’s light He slays a paper dragon Oh, how fearless man can be Against the battles others fought to win Borrowed dreams to brag on He has bought their fame for free And how false colors seemed to flatter him! Until the skills he did not own Were called to save the day As peril that was promised finally came Now his memory has flown The mask is stripped away And he has no one but himself to blame |
| Hagrid Somethiing greater than his size Sets this man apart; For though he bears his mother's frame He has his father's heart A heart he wears upon his sleeve More often than is wise When sentiment and child-like trust May contradict his size Innocent of faults for which Those built like him are blamed; And so he sees no evil in Large creatures yet untamed Expelled for someone else's crime Orphaned the year before, He remained at school to work For kindly Dumbledore And to this mentor, loyalty Is given, and is treasured And what he's meant to Harry Cannot be described or measured Although he may say far too much When prudence would be wise, He would not know how to deceive; His soul wears no disguise What he says and what is does Is clearly who he is And if a thought comes from the heart You can be sure it's his And so, although there may be times When life seems harsh and grim How grand the world would be if all Had just one friend like him! |
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