| Quidditch Airborne acrobatics are the hallmarks of the game It’s every art and sport rolled into one For all the thrills it offers, it makes other sports seem lame Quidditch is a game second to none Every kind of skill is called upon the ones who play The strategy, the strength, the nerve, the pace The best of witch and wizard in an aerial ballet That seems to transcend even time and space The game could last a fortnight or be done before you know Goals are blocked and scored in a fever pitch And just as inner senses are about to overflow The Seeker sees the bright, elusive snitch Like a golden hummingbird, its wings beat very fast It seems to hover, reach for it and....zoom! It’s out of sight; a Beater sends a bludger whizzing past That nearly knocks the Seeker off his broom! The Chaser tries to score again, the Keeper blocks the goal Spectators gasp; each moment seen is treasured The game demands that players give to it their heart and soul And what the game gives back cannot be measured Fifty feet above the ground, this drama is played out And win or lose, this fact remains the same The skills it takes, the beauty of it is, without a doubt, What makes Quidditch clearly the greatest game! |
| Seamus Your father married into magic quite unknowingly And you inherited the magic too Determined to succeed in this, to earn the legacy, There is not a thing you would not do Learning as you go it seems by giving it your all, A ‘sink or swim’ approach is often plied And even if you fail at first; even if you fall, The right to ‘press on’ will not be denied! I am wondering, dear lad, if the first wand tried Chose you; surely yours was quickly found Ollivanders’ shop would now be lying on its side If you waved too many wands around You will be a wizard rare and wonderful one day If you can survive the lessons learned I would love to be there, although not too close, I’ll say Every skill you master you’ll have earned! |
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