Lo! This poem belongs to Edgar Allen Poe, and H.P characters and places goes to J.K.Rowling. I have a classical guitar.
Lo! randomness has reared itself a throne
In a strange school lying alone
Far down in the dim Northwest
Where the good, the bad, the worst, and the best
Had welcomed in an unwelcome guest.
There students and ghost and professors
(Including people who are hot!)
Slave endlessly in yellow, blue, maroon, and wine towers,
By an author who is forgot,
The Hogwarts castle lies under the sky,
And all logic that enters it die.
Hogsmeade Village Randomness took as its own
To rid all logic in that town;
It declared, "Logic is gone! Wheeee!
"The centaurs are servants of me,
"All beings in this place shall be free
"Of Logic. Come, serve me all!
"Serve me ghosts, going through the wall!
"Come, Peeves, and wreck havoc in the tower!
"You shall be my butler from this very hour!
"Paint the towers with colors divine!
"Yellow, blue, maroon, and wine!
"Hogsmeade and Hogwarts are mine!
"The Hogwarts castle lie under the sky,
"And all Logic that enters the castle die!
"Oy, you, McGonagall, sitting there,
"You shall be the cleaner of my secret lair!
"It is somewhere deep down
"The dungeons! And wear this filthy gown!"
Snape, in the dungeons, raves,
As his beloved ingredients he saves.
Pickled toadstools and eel's eye
Powdered hornets and an engineer's tie.
Bat guts, worms waiting to be fed,
Herbs, caterpillars long dead,
And on his desk, a glittering mass
Of butterfly wings that shine like glass.
Unhappy is he
Who tries to save everything that he see.
As Snape's room is waiting to be seen
And checked by Peeves, who is mean.
And look, there's Logic, cowering there!
And Randomness flying through the air!
As Logic's corpse is thrown aside
For nothing but Randomness can abide
In Hogwarts- its governing is given
To Randomness from Heaven
And Imgination have a steadier flow
And Creativity has a stronger glow-
But can you hear Logic's groans?
For in Hogwarts shall settle hence,
Randomness rising from a thousand thrones
Shall eternily do it reverence.
A/N: Randomness rules the rest of the world, too!