Snitch-Ball Wizard

 

©2001 Steve Macdonald


Ever since I was a young boy, I've sought the golden ball.
From Hogwarts down to London, I must have seen them all.
But I ain't seen nothin' like him, On any a broomstick's thrall.
That kid with the lightning scar
Sure plays a mean Snitch ball.

He floats just like a falcon, Becomes part of the blue sky
Dodging all the Bludgers, Boy that kid can fly!
He plays by intuition, He can't be caught at all
That kid with the lightning scar
Sure plays a mean Snitch ball.

Chorus
He's a Snitch-ball wizard,
There has to be a twist.
The Snitch-ball wizard's
Got such a supple wrist

How do you think he does it? (I don't know)
What makes him so good?

He ain't got no distractions, He flies high enough to see
Watches all the field- He's creating history
Glued there to the broomstick, Never seen him fall
That kid with the lightning scar
Sure plays a mean Snitch ball.

Chorus
I thought I was the Hogwarts Quidditch king
But I just handed my trophy up to him

Even at my favorite game, He can beat my best
His team keeps the ball in play, And he just does the rest
He's got crazy dives and movements, Never seen him fall
That kid with the lightning scar
Sure plays a mean Snitch ball.

 
 
 
 

 

 

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