Professer Snape
-I composed this poem today-
His name was Professer Snape.
He wore a black cape.
His hair was slimy!
That made Harry say BLIMEY!
He was kinda mean,
and very lean!
We wish his hair he'd clean.
But all he does is snare,
and glare!
Maybe we should hold him down,
and scrub
which would surely make him frown... poor bub.
But we could turn his black hair brown!
His name was Professer Snape.
He wore a black cape.
His hair was slimy!
That made Harry say BLIMEY!
He was kinda mean,
and very lean!
We wish his hair he'd clean.
But all he does is snare,
and glare!
Maybe we should hold him down,
and scrub
which would surely make him frown... poor bub.
But we could turn his black hair brown!