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Christmas Song Parodies Competition
Winner
Ronald Weasley Is Our King
To the tune of Hark! The Herald Angels
Sing
Submitted by Tiffany (MuggleTiff)
All the Slythrin students
sing,
"Ronald Weasley is our King!"
Their cruel taunts are far from
mild;
We shout back with words reviled.
Watch Ron on his Cleansweep
rise,
To the goalposts in the skies.
"Block the Quaffle!" we
proclaim.
Weasley wins the House Cup game!
Gryffindor students all
sing,
"Ronald Weasley is our King!"
Ron, by his teammates
adored:
Ron, the Quidditch Keeper Lord.
Red-haired like his dad and
mum;
Jealous of ol Viktor Krum.
Loves adventures with Harry;
Secret
crush: Hermione;
Broken wand backfires spells;
Hear him exclaim "Bloody
hell!"
Gryffindor students all sing,
"Ronald Weasley is our
King!"
Hail! Lover of Hogwarts feasts!
Hail! Master of Wizards
Chess!
Scared of hairy eight-legged things;
Dreams of Veela French-girl
flings!
Crashed his dads car that could fly;
Predicts phony ways hell
die:
Font of laughter and great mirth,
Weasleys sixth son at his
birth.
Gryffindor students all sing,
"Ronald Weasley is our
King!"
Honorable Mentions
O, Little Whinging, Surrey
To the tune of "O, Little Town of
Bethlehem"
Submitted by Alison
O, Little Whinging, Surrey; O, number
four, Privet Drive,
'Twas there one night in darkness that a child did
arrive.
His name was Harry Potter; of him the seer foretold,
He could
defeat the Dark Lord, that power he did hold.
"For 'lo the one
approaches," the prophesy proclaimed,
"Born to those who thrice defied 'He
who shall not be named.'"
And when Lord Voldemort heard it, he set out to
destroy,
The one of whom 'twas spoken: the little Potter boy.
He went
to Godric's Hollow completely unaware,
His death curse would be powerless
against the infant there.
His mother died to save him, at that fateful
hour.
'Twas Lily Potter's sacrifice marked Harry with love's
power.
Harry, he was marked that night, when Voldemort raised his
wand.
He became the Dark Lord's equal before the morning dawned.
His heart
is filled with courage, he still shall face great strife,
For either he or
Voldemort, must end the other's life.
So let us lift our voices and sing
with grateful joy,
For the grace that did preserve that courageous magical
boy.
And every wizard in England, may raise a glass and cry,
"Here is to
Harry Potter, the boy who did not die."
The Voldemort Song
To the tune of "The Grinch
Song"
Submitted by Janice (evlpez)
You're a mean one,
Voldemort
You really should be dead
I try to get some sleep but then
you
Keep me from my bed, Voldemort
You're a real pain when you mess with
my head
You're a monster, Voldemort,
You're such a cunning
snake,
Your cause is one of hatred, you leave bodies in
Your wake,
Voldemort,
I'd love to feed you to the giant squid in the lake!
You're
a foul one, Voldemort,
The foulest in some time
As Dumbledore beat
Grindelwald so too
Is your butt mine, Voldemort.
I'll make you cry for
your mother and smile
As I listen to you whine.
You're a rotter,
Voldemort,
You're the king of sinful sots
When I'm done I'll have to clean
my wand
Of worse than just Troll snot, Voldemort.
When I get a chance
you'll see I'm more powerful than you ever thought!
You nauseate me,
Voldemort.
With your ugly, absent nose
You're as handsome as a screwt but
then
I guess that's how it goes, Voldemort.
You'll rue the day you ever
messed with me, my friends and my family
when I slap you around with a wet,
rubber hose!
You're a foul one, Voldemort,
You're a nasty wasty
skunk,
Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk,
Voldemort,
The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I
quote,
"Stink, stank, stunk"!
Halloween Night
To the tune of "Silent Night"
Subbmitted by Sirius
Silent night; Halloween night
All was calm; all was bright
Round yon corner Dark Lord peeped
In the door 'cause Peter did sneak
Of the house where the Potters hide,
So Alohomora he cried.
Silent night; Halloween night
Dark Lord framed 'gainst the light
James yelled, "Take Harry and run"
"I'll hold him off, just save our son"
A duel ensued and James fell dead
Voldemort turned to Harry's small bed.
Silent night; Halloween night
Harry's crib, Voldy's next sight
Lily stood protesting his path.
Threw herself 'tween her child and his wrath
A love charm she left on Harry
A pure gift he'll always carry.
Silent night; Halloween night
Voldy laughed at Lily's plight.
Harry alone before him now
A wand was aimed at his head and brow.
The curse words bounce and Voldy was torn
And the boy who lived was born.
God rest ye merry hippogriff
To the tune of "God rest ye merry gentlemen"
Submitted by Megan
Let nothing you dismay
For Sirius Black you helped escape
that dark, cold gloomy day.
You flew him to his safety and
helped him run away!
Now he's finally free from Azkaban!
Azkaban!
Now he's finally free from Azkaban.
God rest ye merry hippogriff
And hear old Sirius sigh.
He is getting lonely and
I know that you know why.
Thank goodness for young Harry Potter
who to Sirius does reply.
Thank God above for Harry Potter!
Harry Potter!
Thank God above for Harry Potter.
God rest ye merry hippogriff,
Now I see you cry.
It's such a sad thing that
Sirius had to die.
He's caught behind that veil
somewhere where he can not reply!
Long live Sirius Black!
Sirius Black!
Long live Sirius Black.
Away on a Doorstep
To the tune of "Away in a manger"
Submitted by Ainsley
Away on a doorstep, no crib for a bed,
The young Harry Potter laid down his scarred head.
Two twinkling blue eyes looked down where he lay,
The young Harry Potter then slept until day.
Mrs. Dursley screams and the baby awakes,
But young Harry Potter knows not what awaits.
Oh poor Harry Potter stuffed in a cupboard,
Soon youll fly away in an blue rusted Ford.
Have faith little Harry,
Good things come your way.
Soon enough you will never,
Be bullied this way.
Although you will face death
And worse yet to come,
At least youll be happy,
Your days filled with fun.
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