The Pagemaster

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Charming his way out, the boy scribbled rhymes.

Lines riddled with divine shine,

Viddle for minds, delivered in time,

Littering signs with symbols,

Glittering diamonds and thimbles,

Some dreary, dismal, hopeful, sinful-

A pen full of lights, coloring the spectrum:

Blue Red and Yellow,

Green Orange and Purple,

Silver and Gold,

Black and White,

Spells out wizzords,

Within that grimoire called grammar,

Sorcerers, stoned, in chambers of secrets,

Are prisoners of azkaban seeking a goblet of fire,

Forming an order of the phoenix,

Defeating a half-blooded prince, then letting go of the deathly hallows-

Teaching Abrakadabra-As you speak you shall create.

So, keep these words in mind as the light of day breaks.