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Post by Dumbledore on Jul 4, 2005 12:48:58 GMT -5
Airborne acrobatics are the hallmarks of the game It's every art and sport rolled into one For all the thrills it offers, it makes other sports seem lame Quidditch is a game second to none
Every kind of skill is called upon the ones who play The strategy, the strength, the nerve, the pace The best of witch and wizard in an aerial ballet That seems to transcend even time and space
The game could last a fortnight or be done before you know Goals are blocked and scored in a fever pitch And just as inner senses are about to overflow The Seeker sees the bright, elusive snitch
Like a golden hummingbird, its wings beat very fast It seems to hover, reach for it and....zoom! It's out of sight; a Beater sends a bludger whizzing past That nearly knocks the Seeker off his broom!
The Chaser tries to score again, the Keeper blocks the goal Spectators gasp; each moment seen is treasured The game demands that players give to it their heart and soul And what the game gives back cannot be measured
Fifty feet above the ground, this drama is played out And win or lose, this fact remains the same The skills it takes, the beauty of it is, without a doubt, What makes Quidditch clearly the greatest game!
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