When Tom realized his initials were the same
As tutti-frutti, moldy regurgitation,
He chose Lord Voldemort to be his name
And set out to create an evil nation.
Then he met a little man named Pete
Who agreed out of fear to be his spy.
And so the all-powerful Dark Lord met defeat
By a baby who sat in his crib and cried.
After years of running away to hide
He returened and was defeated yet again.
And even with Death Eaters by his side
He still lost to Harry Potter and his friends.
It seems the Dark Lord is indeed a wimp.
And with no nose or hair, he's uglier than a chimp.
Sonnets for Voldemort by Flobberworm93
Chapter Notes: I got this idea from Mugglenet's "115 ways to annoy Voldemort" list. My friend and I were reading it, and when we saw the one that said, "Write sonnets for him," we agreed that we HAD to do that.