The Wand.A Poem by Thomas FitzgeraldA signature piece for one of my favorite books, Harry Potter.
Poised and ready by sunset,
An easy and safe bet, Gripped by moist hands, Eerie and foreign lands. Snapped open and pointed, Cracked and mainly jointed, Bright lights through the parks, Colors and rainbows and sparks. The demon man now gone, Prophesy's are never all wrong, Thank heavens for my Remus, And the spell of expeleamus.
© 2011 Thomas FitzgeraldAuthor's Note
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21 Reviews Added on April 28, 2011 Last Updated on April 28, 2011 AuthorThomas FitzgeraldWexford, Leinster, IrelandAboutTo all who know by now - I love you. For those that don't, I review a lot of work on here, and I expect the same in return, friend me but make sure to have conviction! I'm a horror writer mostly bu.. more..Writing
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