The good-and-evil principle is clear
In every fantasy I've ever read:
The uber-lovely hero, brave and pure
Does triumph while the villain ends up dead.
The story may, of course, be modified
By things like Quidditch, socks, and lack of nose,
But still, 'twas fantasy you were inside
And any fool can tell you how that goes.
Lord Moldy Shorts lays cold upon the ground
And all because he never had a heart.
Had he the sense to take a look around,
He could have stopped this coming from the start,
Moronic, really, thinking you could win;
The villain always loses in the end.
Sonnets for Voldemort by Flobberworm93
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