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This is a new poem
Fred, George and The Marauders
We are Fred and George the Weasley twins,
And for us, pranks and trouble always wins.
A bigger pair of trouble makers Hogwarts has never had,
Except maybe James Potter and Sirius Black who were just as bad.
When we were young and more innoscent than now,
We let off a dungbomb that upset Filch somehow.
And so he threatened us with his punishments,
And then up to his office we were sent.
While in Filch's office we sat,
We happened to come across a map,
But an ordinary map, this was not,
As the Marauder's map is what we've got.
The corridors of the school was not all we saw,
As secret passages where there and more.
What we saw just made us stare,
As moving dots with peoples names were there.
Moony, Wormtail, Prongs and Padfoot,
Were the makers of the map we took.
Finding out about the castle and grounds,
Espacially when they were out of bounds.
And thats how they produced the Marauder's map,
For causing mischief and soley that.
To the Marauders so much we owe,
They helped to teach us what we know.
Now we cause trouble with the maps aid,
And for most of it, we've never paid.
We are the best at trouble and pranks,
And to the Marauders we give our thanks,
As they have helped us to discover the way,
To get into Hogsmeade, so what more can we say.
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so what do u think??
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