Marauders MarchMoony, Padfoot, Wormtail, ProngsMore Like This
of these four we'll craft some songs.
The first: beast outside man at heart
on full moon nights he fell apart;
the second: wolfish grin and raven fur
twelve years stuck with dark jailer;
the third: man outside beast at heart
a weak traitor from the start;
the fourth: clever eyes of horned stag
to meet him you'll always beg.
'Cos he's gone to us all
except to his little foal.
Teacher, prisoner, rat and dead
thus far nobody could image
where fate would have led
until a boy brought all on stage.