okay here it is...

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Now they say freshies need to be sorted
We are too many, how can they do it?

A hat? It talks to me, my heartbeat leaps
'Not in Slytherin', the plea of my lips

I thought for a second, all these are wrong
I don't belong in this magical throng

Yet the sorting hat shouted 'Gryffindor'!
That's when my heart rejoices even more

O the place was filled with applause and shouts
I'm so glad I belong in Godric's house

I'll prove myself; I've talent for winning
I feel that this is just the beginning....

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hope you'll like it... i'll post again, and this time I think its gonna be about Harry's favorite sport, whatelse --- Quidditch!