I am the sorting hat and I'll place you to where you belong.
Do come closer children, come listen to my song.
Four Wizards built a school for magic to be learned.
A place for a wizards or witches' title can be earned.
Rowena chose the eagle and the colours of bronze and blue,
To her house are future scholars with wits to answer on cue.
Helga chose the badger and the colours of black and yellow,
She accepts the open-minded who judge not their fellow.
Godric chose the lion and the colours of red and gold,
His students know no fear and value chivalry of old.
Salazar chose the snake and the colours of silver and green,
Accepts only the pure of blood and cunning minds so keen.
For the next seven years your house will be your home.
There you will find friends and you'll never be alone.
So put me on, be not afraid for I've never been wrong.
In your respective houses, each of you will be strong.
A/N: Thanks for the correction OverlyObsessed and VanishingAct
Note: A word of warning... the next song was designed to be irreverent and somewhat humourous. Not for people making serious fics.