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Moaning Myrtle

 

You were a ghost when we met you

But we knew you were important

From the very start

 

We know how you died

But not much else

But still, you have proven to be useful

 

Ode to Moaning Myrtle, the most glorious ghost of them all.

You helped Harry in second year and in return he abandoned you in third.

You helped him again in fourth year and he never spoke of you again. 

You helped move forward the plot,

Yet no one gives you a second thought.

 

 

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