Snuggled in my bed, a good one in my hand,
Dreamin', in my head, about another land.
If I said I hated Harry Potter, I would be JK--
Rowling. I'd tap that ass; in the book store JK Prowling.
Dragons Elves and Hobbits, how'd he think of that shit?
I heard his friends called hime JRR Toking, That explains it.
Derivitive fantasy...must have stolen it from Tolkien.
Ya'll are worshipping his work, stop Dan Brown nosing him.
For Christ's sake, The DaVinci Code is sacrilege.
Separate Poem:
It's bigger than she thought it'd be,
longer than she'd prefer to read.
But her expectations were great
for my Charles Dickens, she couldn't wait!
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