I'm a poet! Not.

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Thanks to this rocking poem generator, I am finally able to produce poetry.

From "When I'm Here":

When both had never seen in the
hand that he loved, him. "Ginny?" gasped
against her strength, she
could hear how could he responded to
cry. At him, with him, to be back
Draco lost that you
a gentle
pressing of her The
day Draco Ginny Seamus
called Where it could he began to this admission.
She
nearly
the memory of
cold air and writhed
on his reaction ... she eagerly
complied with tears.

From "Candle in the Window":

Candle in those aside and a strange he
was chilly rather than refreshing,
Ginny said, ignoring
the cool night had
to hers. urgent and
looked down on his voice
snapping his voice, oozing skepticism. Quite a
moment he told her I had no doubt.
The
instant she had missed those
fleeting moments of course, in
surprise. feeling the Hogwarts Express and
get out one had felt however, the window, and massaged
his
eyes under wraps Again, this simple
pleasure.