Potter roasting on an open fire.
Wormtail nibbling at your nose.
Evil songs being sung by a choir.
And folks beating up Eskimos.

Everybody knows a slaughter and some mistletoe,
Help to make the season right.
Masked men with their eyes all aglow,
Will find it hard to sleep tonight.

They know that Voldy’s on his way.
He’s loaded lots of hexes and curses on his sleigh.
And every evil man is gonna spy,
To see if Voldy really knows how to fly.

And so I’m offering this simple phrase,
To kids from one to ninety-two.
Although it’s been said many times, many ways,
Voldy comes for you!