| Explicit Poems | ||||||
| Poem 1 | ||||||
| Oh Harry, oh Harry, You make me feel really ill. Whenever i see your ugly mug, i wanna puke up into a jug. If I ever see your scar, Ill make you pay for the car that you stole. You killed books, you FUCKING WANKER, we all know you wanna spank her, your secret passion for Hermione Granger, but don't forget that she is no stranger to sex and drugs and little thugs that hav er in the bushes. |
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