VERSE:
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Harry Potter spent his summers waiting for the fall;
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He?d count the days, and dream each night of Hogwarts? distant call.
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The Dursley?s, Harry?s relatives, were wretched as can be-a;
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He prayed each night to Satan that they?d die from gonhorrea.
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But one day he recieved a note that Hogwarts had burned down:
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?Oh no!? he cried, and quickly donned a disappointed frown.
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He trashed his room and tore his books, and then went for his trunk,
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But Dumbledore popped out and bellowed, ?Harry! You?ve been Punk?d!?

CHORUS:
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Run, Harry, run, Harry, run!
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You killed your headmaster, now your problem?s just begun!
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Run, Harry, run, Harry, run, Harry, run!
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Who can fend off Voldemort now?
   C5
No one.