That Drip Potter

Tune and Words: Sherman Dorn, 2001

Harry Potter is the boy who lived, the famous one we know.
But few have seen as I have his oversized ego.
The rules he breaks, the risks he takes, as Dumbledore looks past—
Only I among his teachers sees the charming spells he's cast.

(Chorus)
That drip Potter, of whom everyone's so fond
That drip Potter! The headmaster's been conned by
that drip Potter. I'll save his skin once more.
He's not the only one who wants the end of Voldemort,
and I'll endure his hatred as he walks through Hogwarts' doors.

His friends are all the favored ones, absolved for all their sins.
They cannot see the good that comes from building discipline.
But students cannot be so weak when to the world they go—
Only I among his teachers sees how much he needs to know.

When I was just a young lad, I went to Hogwarts, too,
and met his dad and his gang, and I learned to hate that crew.
With Potter now, he takes a bow, as if we have no sense—
Only I among his teachers sees beyond the twit's pretense.

The boy has gone too far too many times, as I have said.
It's only through my efforts that he still has his pretty head.
It's my business that young wizards will not die from vanity.
Only Dumbledore and I know just how much that means to me.

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