Lemon Demon - Run harry run

^AmHarry Potter spent his summers ^Gwaiting for the ^Cfall; He'd ^Fcount the days, and dream each night of ^GHogwarts' distant ^Amcall. The Dursley's, Harry's relatives, were ^Gwretched as can ^Cbe-a; He ^Fprayed each night to Satan that they'd ^Gdie from gonhor^Crea. But ^Fone day he re^Ccieved a note that ^GHogwarts had burned ^Amdown: "Oh ^Fno!" he cried, and ^Cquickly donned a ^Gdisappointed ^Amfrown. He ^Ftrashed his room and ^Ctore his books, and ^Gthen went for his ^Amtrunk, But ^FDumbledore popped ^Cout and bellowed, "^GHarry! You've been Pu^E7nk'd!"

^AmRun, Harry, ^Grun, Harry, ^Dmrun!^{F Am}You killed your head^Gmaster, now your ^Fproblem's just be^Cgun! ^AmRun, Harry, ^Grun, Harry, ^Dm7run, Harry, ^Crun! ^AmWho can fend off ^GVoldemort ^Fnow' No ^Cone.