Harry Potter, Where Are You?

Gee I wish I had a magic wand to help me with my woes.
How I’d love to waive it round
and improve my soul.
I can see it now…
All strife would be gone
And my boxes packed
And, if my magic strong enough
maybe even moved.

But alas I have just me
to get all this stuff done.
So get up off your arse dear girl
There’s packing and moving to be done!

About sandrabranum

I'm a philosopher, dreamer, poet, writer -- not necessarily in that order -- and I get to write it all down and share it with the world thanks to the Wonderful World Wide Web!
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