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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