Sorting Hat
Oh, you may not
think I'm pretty ,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.
You can keep
your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing
hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see
So try me on and I will tell you
where you ought to be.
You might belong
in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring nerve and chivalry,
Set Gryffindors apart;
You
might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuff are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise
old Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit learning
will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in
Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on!
Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!
--- J.K. Rowling
(Harry Potter and the
Sorcerer's Stone)
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