Poem: The Case of th Eggs

Eiko: was i drunk when i wrote this?

Skye: most probably

The Case of the Eggs

One bright day at Hogwarts,
While the Marmosets were at peace.
A slight disturbance rang out,
A noise that wouldn't cease.

For over in the girl's bathrooms,
Moaning Myrtle cried,
Because something had gone wrong,
With the eggs that she had fried.

She tried top fry them lightly,
In a copper pan,
But they had burned quite slightly,
And blew up with a bang!

The toilet walls are covered,
With the eggs remains,
So learn from past mistakes,
Don't do the same again.

What kind of fool allowed a ghost,
To fry eggs anyway?
We will probably never know,
Since the idiot ran away!