I see Harry Potter as true love, when I hear “Harry Potter” I dance with joy.
I tell you that Harry Potter is the best, when people sing songs about it I act coy.
When my friends read Harry Potter together, I say with joy “Ahoy!”
I like Harry Potter as much as ice cream made from soy
And when there is a book club about Harry Potter, I fill with overjoy.
But when my brother joins in, he fills me with annoy.
So I tell him strongly that he should quit his kingdom of annoy overjoy.
Then he quits, and I jump with hyperjoy*.
*if that is a word