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Poem of the Month Archives

November, 2001
"Inside these walls of sacred scribes
Do we find no other happiness
Within thy lives
Remain thy steed and ride out the storm
This home and palace we know and love
I bear these thoughts within my heart
Tattered tapestries
And painting old and new
Remember the past of pizzas thrown
Friendships grown
Home is where I am"

-Anonymous

December, 2001


"Upon the days we are awake
We cast a spell of anger and hate
As they eye us in a hating sneer
We heartily cheer
For
Within their eyes a shadow is cast

We will not take their repugnant merchandise
For how much we desire them so
They will cost a price
Not worth paying for
For we will holler and shout
For their hasty ways
So give your praise
To those who toiled night and day

Who is this evil?
None other than the very noncivil
Despicacable
WB
We are the ones they fear
For as our pockets are full
With galleons, shillings,
Sickles and nickels!

They will cry and sob
They will strive
But will not survive
If they continue these disasterly ways
So i bid farewell i have said my part!

And so do not fault
By going there
It's what Voldemort would have done
You buy a bag of Bertie Blotts
A game of wizards' quidditch to have some fun
Yet in doing so i must say goodbye
Because you lied
You claim to be a Potter fan
But wander away to easily

We will win for the greater good,
Do not wander, do not fault
And the brilliance we know will live
The brilliant boy
The potter boy
The boy who lived"

-Candy

January, 2002


"Hidden in the mists of Ireland's Breeze
Does lay the castle of future and forgotten dreams
Here does dwell a kindly folk
Those of which who are great and wise
Converse and speak of numerous things
Of hamsters, cruises and Castle grounds
We're here inside the walls of ancient scribes
Many thousands of messages left behind
The Secret Adobe here dwells
The Kings and Queens of Charming Spells"

-Anonymous

April, 2002


"As Moony put it, please check out
those turkey stocks,
otherwise a canadian might be in a box,
on the street,
on the road,
it's all to possible.
Sabbrielle is
a turkey farmer.... (*not*)"