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Post by Duddahs on Feb 3, 2016 14:15:20 GMT -6
A silly little girl, flaming red hair does it curl. She did as she was told, by one who was ever so old. While at the Chambers entrance did the water swirl.
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Post by misscharlotte on Feb 4, 2016 13:23:09 GMT -6
There once was a boy who could fly. He used a broom to go high. He went left and right, flew over a kite To a flock of birds he gave such a fright.
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Post by fangsfan1 on Feb 7, 2016 19:21:56 GMT -6
Great ones from Duddahs and Charlotte!
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Post by misscharlotte on Feb 8, 2016 19:56:41 GMT -6
Eeek. You are so kind Fangsfan at least where mine are concerned.
Let me see if I can do another.
Snape sure loved Lily so. His heart just wouldn't let go. He said something wrong one night, she would not let him make right. For this love his patronus was a doe.
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Post by Duddahs on Mar 24, 2016 9:08:01 GMT -6
There once was a house elf named Dobby, collecting odd socks was his hobby. His toga was well worn, due to his masters dastardly scorn, Yet he had the last laugh on ole snobby.
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Post by fangsfan1 on Apr 3, 2016 7:44:48 GMT -6
Love the Dobby one Duddahs! McGonagall turned to a cat, Peter Pettigrew changed to a rat, Rita Skeeter a bug, Black a dog you could hug, James a stag who would cover your back.
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Post by Duddahs on Apr 3, 2016 19:38:48 GMT -6
Duddahs loves all things anamgaus!
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Post by Duddahs on Apr 3, 2016 19:41:03 GMT -6
There once was a boy named Fred, His hair was a flaming red. His twin was known as George At feasts they were known to gorge, Alas dear Georgie,Fred is now dead
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Post by fangsfan1 on May 16, 2016 21:58:41 GMT -6
Crouch Jr, that absolute skunk, Locked up a great wiz in a trunk. He had a big plan, To become a new man, So he pulled Mad Eye's hair by the hunk.
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Post by misscharlotte on May 16, 2016 23:06:48 GMT -6
Yep, that he did.
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Post by Duddahs on May 17, 2016 11:31:43 GMT -6
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Post by Duddahs on Jun 1, 2016 17:28:50 GMT -6
A bronze Knut shall make you sing Sickle's in your pocket a jingling Those goblins are true curmudgeons while you are trapped in Gringotts dungeons Until you fly upon a freed dragon's wing
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Post by fangsfan1 on Jul 21, 2016 20:53:33 GMT -6
Mr Fudge held a prominent station In the rule of the wizarding nation, Til he said ""You're all quacks Who say You-Know-Who's back" And was sent on extended vacation.
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Post by misscharlotte on Jul 31, 2016 7:26:42 GMT -6
Duddahs, I saw your laughing smiley and had to laugh out loud. I said to myself you are such a goofy nut, THEN I read the first line of your next post... your limerick you talk about knuts. What a way to start the morning. AH the sounds of coins and dragons wings. Love it. Fangsfan... Yep, Fudge was the real quack this time around. These little lines of limerick's sure do paint a picture of what was. I think I'll try one soon.
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Post by fawkes on Aug 10, 2016 10:04:17 GMT -6
Mad Eye did or did not present, three unforgivable ways of decent. 1. to be forced upon, 2. the demise of Neville's dad and mom. 3. was the one that the imposter for Harry meant.
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Post by misscharlotte on Aug 19, 2016 21:47:35 GMT -6
Just wanted to let you know a fun game to play, let's go. take one from the list it won't be missed There are many more left to go.
You're welcome to play this game. Potter's theme each list is named. Soon there will only be one then a new one's begun. Without you it won't be the same.
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Post by Duddahs on Oct 29, 2016 11:38:14 GMT -6
When Voldie returned he was completely nude, This in itself was very rude. But Wormtail handed him a robe, Out of the cauldron Voldie then strode. Thinking he was some bad arsed dude.
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Post by fangsfan1 on Oct 29, 2016 17:57:07 GMT -6
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Post by Duddahs on Nov 15, 2016 17:03:03 GMT -6
So sad was the day, that our friend did go away. What has been left behind, has many of us blind. Forever in our hearts he will stay.
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Post by fangsfan1 on Nov 19, 2016 8:47:25 GMT -6
Asked the dark side, "What wizard or witch Has laid waste to our own Bellatrix?" We all answered ""That's easy", T'was dear Molly Weasley, Who cried "Not my daughter, you b--ch!"
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