Sixteen Going On Seventeen
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You wave, little girl, with your eager wand,
to smite what you lay eyes on.
But that Killing Curse of which you are fond,
can’t always be relied on.
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Relied on.
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You are sixteen, going on seventeen,
seconds from burning hell.
Don’t be downhearted, soon as you’ve parted,
Tom will join you as well.
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You are sixteen, going on seventeen,
seconds from being hit.
Soon you’ll discover, one Weasley mother,
does more than cook and knit!
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Totally unprepared are you,
for her maternal rage.
Cocky and sure and crazed are you,
as you take centre stage.
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You need someone, older and wiser,
who knows a trick or two.
Molly is not your average housewife,
she will take care of you!
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You are sixteen, going on seventeen,
seconds from your last breath.
See how her wand hand twirls, jabs and points and
can’t wait to cause your death.
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You are sixteen, going on seventeen,
seconds from sheer dismay.
You tried to slaughter her only daughter,
now she will make you pay!
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Totally unprepared are you,
to reap what you have sown.
So sure of victory are you,
you face her on your own.
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She is someone older and wiser,
here to correct your gaffe.
She is seventeen going on eighteen,
seconds from the last laugh!
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