hahaha really glad you liked it it was one of my fav parts in the book
heres another
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She moaned and complained
and i watched her
it really was'nt a mystery why she was called Moaning Myrtle
She floated abve me and was gliding in the air
with such grace and poise
but she opened her ghostly mouth and it was nothing but noise
with one last complaint and whine she gracefully fell in to the toilet
with a soft plop.
and at this point i wasn't sure whether to be frightened by her being a ghost
or to laugh because she lives in a toilet.
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i felt like writing about myrtle so there you go

and heres another poem that talks about sirius talking to harry through the flames
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i hear the wood pop and crack
and watch sirius' head float in the flames
i ask and ask questions
and he continued to speak
then with a final pop he vanished
leaving nothing behind him nothing but ashes and small surviving flame
he said so much but answered so little
it was as though the weight on my shoulders just got heavier
and my spine was about to crack.
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hope u likes it tell me wat u think please