| The Sorting Hat |
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| Oh you may not think me pretty, But don�t judge on what you see I�ll eat myself if you can find A smarter hat than me. You can keep your bowlers black, Your tophats sleek and tall, For I�m the Hogwarts Sorting Hat And I can cap them all. There�s nothing hidden in your head The Sorting hat can�t see, So try me on and I will tell you where you ought to be. You might belong in Gryffindor, Where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve and chivalry Set Gryffindors apart You might belong in Hufflepuff, Where they are just and loyal Those patient Hufflepuffs are true And unafraid of toil; Or yat in whise old Ravenclaw, If you�ve a ready mind, Where those of wit and learning, Will always find their kind; Or perhaps in Slytherin You�ll make your real friends Those cunning folks use any means To achieve their ends. So put me on don�t be afraid! And don�t get in a flap! You�re in safe hands (tough I have none) For I�m a Thinking Cap! |