The Golden Trio, by Girl Weed or Rose Among Thorns
Of Ronald Weasley firstly do I sing,
He stays with friends forever from the start.
He perseveres, so teammates call him "King" --
He represents the value of the heart.
Hermione Granger, now of thee I speak:
The brightest witch of any age or kind.
Cool logic serves thee, never finds thee weak --
You show us the potential of the mind.
Now Harry Potter, called the Chosen One
The boy whom Voldemort conspires to kill;
He never gives up, not until good's won--
And this displays the power of the will.
Thus in the Golden Trio, comrades three
Heart, mind, and will unite for all to see.
A Director's Struggle, by Girl Weed's Friend after a day trying to shoot a movie
I sit in my director's chair and yell,
"Quiet on the set!" Silence falls. I sigh.
"Take your places people!" Brriinnngg! goes the bell.
Actors: bad. I try to stay calm... I cry.
"Let's try it again. Take it from the top."
Back on set, characters flunk. I cry more.
My lead is daydreaming, I throw a prop.
"I give up!" I leave and slam the door.
I think of those poor unfortunate souls,
Go back in and find repentant faces.
They start to shape up; I guess they aren't trolls
But they still lack in so many places.
Eventually, through blood, sweat, and tears
We wrap a film enjoyed for many years.
"Quiet on the set!" Silence falls. I sigh.
"Take your places people!" Brriinnngg! goes the bell.
Actors: bad. I try to stay calm... I cry.
"Let's try it again. Take it from the top."
Back on set, characters flunk. I cry more.
My lead is daydreaming, I throw a prop.
"I give up!" I leave and slam the door.
I think of those poor unfortunate souls,
Go back in and find repentant faces.
They start to shape up; I guess they aren't trolls
But they still lack in so many places.
Eventually, through blood, sweat, and tears
We wrap a film enjoyed for many years.
