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[kirkeoff]

Oh, Ginny...

His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad,
His hair is as dark as a blackboard.
I wish he was mine, he's really divine,
The hero who conquered the Dark Lord.
                                                                    - Ginny Weasley circa 1992

Comments

[lucylike]

Oh, I shouldn't laugh...and she'll probably KILL me if I do...but

HAHAHA.

You're SO dead, by the way.

[kirkeoff]

Let's see her make fun of my poetry now!

[lucylike]

See, but hers is cute and clever.

[kirkeoff]

What? No it's not! dark as a blackboard?? Come on!

[cornstalks]

Wow.

[kirkeoff]

I know, right?

[cornstalks]

Yes, you're right.

[kirkeoff]

I'm always right!

[hooplite]

That really was her after all?

[kirkeoff]

Oh yes.

[hooplite]

I wondered.

Art is a waste of time, by the way.

[kirkeoff]

Your life is a waste of time.

[gin_up]

Okay, okay. Move along now. You've had your fun.

[kirkeoff]

Shut up about my poetry, then!

[gin_up]

You weren't eleven when you wrote it. And we only tease you because we love you. We even love your peanut butter fetish! But not as much as Mei will have to someday.

[kirkeoff]

It comes from the heart!

[darlingbudsof]

It's alright Andrew. I like the intent of your poetry fine.

[kirkeoff]

Thanks, Mei. I hope you mean it.