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O holey night
With seven Harrys flying
The Boy Who Lived
Has such friends who care for him
Sorry Death Eaters
For soon you will be crying
The Orders here
And your fate is looking grim
A flash of red
And hooded men approaching
Someones hit
In the side of his head
Im falling off my broom
And I cant hear out of my left side
It all went black as it became
The night I lost my ear
Oh holey night
You ask how I feel
And though I should be angry
About this wound
That has split me from my twin
I feel like a saint
Oh, Fred, do you get it
I am okay
Let the ear jokes begin
A flash of red
And hooded men approaching
A Harrys hit
In the side of his head
Im falling off my broom
And I cant hear out of my left side
It all went black as it became
The night I lost my ear
Oh holey night
The night I lost my ear
Oh holey night
Oh holey night