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**Biochemkris** · 12-09-2005, 07:21 PM

YAY! I LOVE IT!! A new Christmas poem every Christmas. *swoon*

Sir_Spots · 12-10-2005, 12:00 AM

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Originally Posted by Biochemkris

YAY! I LOVE IT!! A new Christmas poem every Christmas. *swoon*

I'm not sure if I've ever "swooned"

anyone before.....lol

Laieesha · 12-10-2005, 01:01 AM

Isn't he just amazing??

I always just HAVE to read your poems every time there's a new one!! (and *ahem* as you might have noticed, I'm always the first to reply.. sort of... hehe) I mean it, ever since I stumbled on this thread, I just love it!

Sir_Spots · 12-10-2005, 01:57 AM

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Originally Posted by Laieesha

Isn't he just amazing??

I always just HAVE to read your poems every time there's a new one!! (and *ahem* as you might have noticed, I'm always the first to reply.. sort of... hehe) I mean it, ever since I stumbled on this thread, I just love it!

dies........thanks for stumbling.....lol

BMXguy101 · 12-12-2005, 03:15 AM

nice poems,appie (another poem plz im eager)

Sir_Spots · 12-13-2005, 01:48 AM

now that's pressure!!...I'll see what I can do for you.....lol

thanks BMXguy

Surfing chiapet · 12-14-2005, 01:56 AM

WOW those r really good. i stink at poetry. i wish i was good tho

Laieesha · 12-14-2005, 05:26 AM

*cough* waiting for OotP poem *cough*

Sir_Spots · 12-14-2005, 05:30 PM

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Originally Posted by Surfing chiapet

WOW those r really good. i stink at poetry. i wish i was good tho

thanks Surfer...lol, not all poems have to rhyme you know, if it has feeling and expresses an image or thought, it counts as poetry too.....good luck

Sir_Spots · 12-14-2005, 05:33 PM

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Originally Posted by Laieesha

*cough* waiting for OotP poem *cough*

It's coming, its coming........jeezzz

...tehee I need to get through the holidays though, but if I get inspired, it could be here sooner......thanks for your enthusiasm ..

Laieesha · 12-15-2005, 01:22 AM

ok... I'll sit here and wait patiently...

have u read my poems? I know, I know, I shouldn't advertise or whatever, but can you stop by and tell me what you think?? They're HP related too, well the last several ones at least, but they're sort of shipper poems... Sad, shipper poems... *coughlinkinmysiggycough*

Gosh, I have to do something about this cough...

slugclub · 12-16-2005, 11:55 AM

Where did you learn to write poems like that? Those are incredible!

Have you written a poem about Professor McGonnagall yet?

Sir_Spots · 12-21-2005, 02:56 AM

Yes, Laieesha, I have read them and they're good. Slugclub, I didn't relaly "learn" to write poetry anywhere, it's just an ability to combine a thourough knowledge of the subject (obsessed with anything Potter obviously) with a pretty good vocabulary and an undstanding of how to create an image or story with the two. Of course, a good rhyming dictionary doesn't hurt either.....lol

Sir_Spots · 12-21-2005, 03:01 AM

now I know most of you will say "he didn't write that" to my latest poem and you're right. All credit goes to the master himself Dr. Suess. I have always admired his work and creativity but while I was watching the cartoon version of the Grinch the other night, I got inspired to "alter" it a bit to make it more Hogwartsy. It took a while to make it all fit in but I like the result. If you listen to SS Radio, you may hear a recording of this and my other Christmas poems......enjoy

HOW OLE SNAPE STOLE CHRISTMAS
by Sir-Spots/Dr Seuss

Every Student
Down in Hogwarts
Liked Christmas a lot...
But Ole Snape,
Who lived just North of Hogwarts,
Did NOT!
Ole Snape hated Christmas!
The whole Christmas time!
Now, please don't ask why. I’ll explain in this rhyme.
It could be that his hair needed greasing each day.
And his eye set too close could have made him that way.
But I think that the most likely of reasons no doubt
May have been the incredible size of his snout.
But, Whatever the reason, His nose or his hair,
He stood there on Christmas Eve, hating them there,
Staring down from his cave with his Snapey nose growing
At the warm lighted windows of Hogwarts aglowing.
For he knew every child down in Hogwarts below
Was busy now, hanging up charmed mistleoe.
"And they're hanging their stockings!" he snarled looking pompus.
"Tomorrow is Christmas! It's practically on us!"
Then he scowled, with his most Snapey lips in a sneer.
"I MUST find a way to ban Christmas year!"

For, tomorrow, he feared...
...All Hogwarts girls and boys
Would wake up bright and early. They'd rush for their toys!
And then! Oh, the noise! Oh, the noise! Noise! Noise! Noise!
That's one thing he hated! The NOISE! NOISE! NOISE! NOISE!
Then the students of Hogwarts, share a holiday a feast.
And they'd feast! And they'd feast!
And they'd FEAST! FEAST! FEAST! FEAST!
They ‘d eat Yorkshire pudding, and some rare Wildebeest
Which was something that Snape couldn't stand in the least!
And THEN
They'd do something he liked least of all!
Every young Hogwart’s student, the tall and the small,
Would stand close together, with Christmas bells ringing.
They'd stand hand-in-hand. And then they’d start singing!
They'd sing! And they'd sing!
AND they'd SING! SING! SING! SING!
And the more that Snape pictured them singing while they stood
The more that Snape felt, "I must stop this for good!
"Why for fifty-three years I've put up with it now!
I MUST stop Christmas from coming!
...But HOW?"

Then he got an idea!
A slimy idea!
Ole Snape
GOT A WONDERFUL, AWFUL IDEA!
"I know just what to do!" And Snape laughed like a git.
I’ll dress up as Santa, in a black Santa outfit.
And he clucked to himself, "What a great Snapey trick!
"With this black coat and hat, I'll look just like Saint Nick!"
"All I need is a reindeer..."
Then ole Snape looked around.
But since reindeer are scarce, there was none in this town.
Did that stop ole Snape...?
No! ole Snape simply said,
"If I can't find a reindeer, use a hippogriff instead!"
So he called his pet Griffy. Then he took some black thread
And he magically placed a big horn on his head.

THEN
He loaded some bags
And some sacks in a jiffy
On an old threadbare sleigh
And he hitched up old Griffy.
Then ole Snape said, "Giddyap!"
Down the steep roller coaster
Toward the castle where the students
Slept, each in a four-poster.
All their windows were dark. Quiet snow filled the air.
All the students were dreaming sweet dreams without care
When he came to the Great Hall finding no one else there.
"This is stop number one," The ole Snapey Claus hissed
He stepped into the hearth, floo powder clutched in his fist.
Then he tossed down dust, held his cloak like a drape.
Said, “if Santa could do it, then so could ole Snape.”.
He got lost only once, for a moment or two.
Then he stuck his head out of the fireplace flue
Where the Hufflepuff stockings all hung in a row.
"These stockings," he grinned, "are the first things to go!"

Snakelike did he slither, with a sneer most unpleasant,
Gliding round the whole room, as he took every present!
Acid Pops! Chocolate Frogs! Parchment and brooms!
Wizard Chess! Cauldrons, Quills with big plumes!
And he stuffed them in bags. Then ole Snape made a face,
He sealed the bags tightly, threw them in the fireplace
Then he slunk to the kitchens. He took the whole feast!
He took Yorkshire pudding! He took Wildebeest!
He cleaned out the kitchens with his wand and a wave
Why, that Snape even took their last Orange marmalade!
Then he stuffed all the food through the hearth with glee.
"And NOW!" grinned ole Snape, "I’ll floo powder the tree!"
And ole Snape grabbed the tree, and a handful of powder
When he heard a small sound that grew louder and louder.
He turned around fast, and was shocked to be seen!
By a Ravenclaw student who had just turned thirteen.
Ole Snape had been caught by this girl on the loose
Who had got out of bed for some cold pumpkin juice.
She stared at ole Snape and said, "Santy Claus, why,
"Why are you taking our Christmas tree? WHY?"
But, you know, that ole Snape was so smart and so greasy
That he thought up a lie, and he thought it up easy!
"Why, my sweet little tot," the fake Santy Claus lied,
"There's a light on this tree that won't light on one side.
"So I'm taking it home to my workshop, my dear.
"I'll fix it up there. Then I'll bring it back here."
And his fib fooled the child. Then he patted her head
And he got her a drink and he sent her to bed.
When the Ravenclaw finished up quenching her thirst,
He stuffed the Christmas tree in the fireplace, head first!

Then the last thing he took was the coals for their heat.
Then he flooed himself through the green fire, the ole cheat.
And the one speck of food that he left on the shelf
Was a crumb that was even too small for an elf.
Then
He did the same thing to the other three houses
Leaving crumbs much too small for the other three's mouses!
It was quarter past dawn... all the students, still in bed
All asleep, still a-snooze when he packed up his sled,
Packed it up with their presents! The ribbons! The wrappings!
The tags! And the tinsel! The trimmings! The trappings!
Three thousand feet up! Up the mount with his sleigh,
Took it all to the tiptop to throw it away!
"Pooh-pooh to the students!" he was Snape-ish-ly humming.
"They're finding out now that no Christmas is coming!
"They're just waking up! I know just what they'll do!
"Their mouths will hang open a minute or two
"All the students in Hogwarts will all cry BOO-HOO!"
"That's a noise," sneered ole Snape,
"That I simply must hear!"
So he paused. And ole Snape put a hand to his ear.
And he did hear a sound rising over the snow.
It started in low. Then it started to grow...
But the sound wasn't sad!
Why, this sound sounded cheerful!
It couldn't be so! They’re supposed to be fearful!

He stared down at Hogwarts! As ole Snape picked his nose!
Then he wondered out loud saying “you don’t suppose?”
Every student down in Hogwarts, the tall and the small,
Was singing! Without any presents at all!
He HADN'T stopped Christmas from coming!
IT CAME!
Somehow or other, it came just the same!
And ole Snape with his Snape-feet ice-cold in the snow,
Stood puzzling and wondering: "How could it be so?
It came without ribbons! It came without tags!
"It came without packages, boxes or bags!"
And he puzzled three hours, `till his puzzler was sore.
Then ole Snape thought of something he hadn't before!
"Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a store.
"Maybe Christmas...perhaps...means a little bit more!"
And what happened then...? Well...in Hogwarts they say
That ole Snapey’s big snout shrank three sizes that day!
And the minute his nose didn't feel quite so tight,
He whizzed with his load through the bright morning light
And he brought back the toys! And the food for the feast!
And he... ...HE HIMSELF...! Ole Snape carved up the beast!

Laieesha · 12-23-2005, 12:21 AM

oh how cute is that! i love it! While I was reading it, I was hearing a narrator in my head, just like in the movies

X-Girl · 12-23-2005, 12:26 AM

While I was stalking my Stalkee, I saw her post and decided to drop by...
Your poetry is awesome!

The Snape one was hilarious!
Keep them coming,

~~RQT

Sir_Spots · 12-23-2005, 02:07 AM

Welcome Tina, thanks for stalking Laieesha into my poetry thread....lol. If you guys ever listen in to SS radio, you can hear me reading these poems too......( I don't do as good as job as the guy on TV but it's alright), thank you both for being fans.......tell your friends.

X-Girl · 01-05-2006, 08:11 AM

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Welcome Tina, thanks for stalking Laieesha into my poetry thread....lol. If you guys ever listen in to SS radio, you can hear me reading these poems too......( I don't do as good as job as the guy on TV but it's alright), thank you both for being fans.......tell your friends

Sure will! Though most of them are mad since their threads got closed. **Coughs and still thinks its hogwash**

Anyhoo, More replies to poems you posted from a long time ago !

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Memory

That was awesome! I hope you don't mind me printing out your poems and adding them to my little HP scrapbook. That one totally blew me off course and I kept re-reading it just for the heck of it.

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Snape

One of my favs by you **Runs to look for a Siry one**

I love the poem where Siry is writing a letter to Harry....**Sniffs**

I don't know if you have one already but what about one about All the Mauraders...I searched the thread and nothing came up...
Anyhoo, just a thought. Keep them coming....It was a blast looking through the ten pages! You're an awesome writer!

~~RQT

Sir_Spots · 01-05-2006, 03:32 PM

Thank you Tina, I didn't want to be so heavy handed on everyone regarding closing their threads but we really are trying to focus people back to why they came to this site in the first place which was their interest in the HP series. As for a poem about the Marauders, I haven't done one yet at this point but I'm intrigued by the idea, thanks for the inspiration, as for taking copies of my poems and adding them to your "scrap book" I don't mind you using them for whatever, they are originals of mine but I haven't copyrighted them or anything......more to come

Jessica · 01-11-2006, 10:11 PM

Dearest Eric, *Mind if I call you that? I know, I know, I’m crazy*

Well, I had to rush last time I was here, but now, I’m here for good, so I can post peacefully.

Okay, my quick-bio – My name is not Jessica, but I’d like you to call me Jess or Jay. I like writing (I’ve got like 2 ffs here) I also love blogging, and just started a new story blog, which is all about mysteries and deaths and chills

Now, on to the commenting.

As I said before, your Poetry drew me in very much. Very very very good Work. The situations you put your characters through always seem realistic, with a special touch of spice. Your poetry didn’t get dry in the least bit, because the humour was always there at the right moment. It was almost Perfect.

Keep it up. You are very good at this. I’m not at all good at HP Poetry – although I’m average with Non-HP. I didn’t like that no non-HP poetry rule at all, but I took it in my stride, of course. Trying HP will give me more experience with writing, of course. I think my new Poetry thread will be up by now….I posted it yesterday…I have to go check….

Anyway, I’m going off-topic. It’s your Poetry that matters right now. AND IT’S AMAZING!!! *Smooches and swoons* Absolutely thrilling! I loved them! Woah! Very deep. Amazing Work.

More! More! More! And APPIE!!!!!!!

Yay-ness!

Love,
~~Jay~~

Sir_Spots · 01-14-2006, 08:15 PM

thank you so much Jay, I hope to see loads of HP poems from you as well.....lol

Sir_Spots

Jessica · 01-14-2006, 09:59 PM

Thank you very much, but I'm no goodat HP Poetry. Hopefully, with you as my role model, I'll soon improve. *glomps* PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PAMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Love,
~~Jay~~[/size]

Sir_Spots · 01-16-2006, 08:40 PM

Well I saw a Dare in the EEFFD thread and couldn't resist writing a poem for it......... here is my submission ....enjoy

Padma and Parvati went up the hill

“I’m her favorite girl,” said one Patil to the other
As she threw five stuffed penguins her way
“No, you’re not, for it’s me who’s loved most by our Mother,”
And she threw them all back in dismay

It appears that this tiff had begun just this morn
While the girls were both combing their hair
For a present was found but the tag had been torn
So they each claimed the stuffed polar bear

“It is mine”, “No, it’s not,” and the quarrel raged to heart
As one dipped the other’s trainer in glue
“Oh, that’s ripe,” laughed the other “except for the part,”
“Where that wasn’t exactly my shoe.”

Down the stairs to the kitchen they collapsed with a woop
Spilling broth and warm noodles on her head
“Now you’ve done it!” she exclaimed, “that was my favorite soup”
“Hey! It could have been steamed cocoa instead!”

As they chased through the house trying harder to flee
It was possible to hear the one say
“Suddenly there’s my sister hanging over me”
“I said something wrong, now I need a place to hide away.”

So then Padma and Parvati went up the hill
And kept fighting all the way to the well
They both fell down the hole whilst they bit each one still
And they’re both probably fighting in …….heck (lol)

and the dare was the following:

Cassirin's Dare:
*The Patil twins must fight over something silly.
*There must be a polar bear and five penguins.
*Someone is addicted to hot cocoa and/or soup.
*Someone says "Except for the part where that isn't my shoe."
*Include lyrics from your favorite song in some way.
Due date: January 18th

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