One morning Petunia Opened her door to find A boy named Harry Dumbledore had left behind.
"Vernon, come quick!" She cried with disgust. "My nephew, it seems, Has been left in our trust."
"He'll be just like them, A bloody magical freak! We can't let that happen We must keep him weak!"
From that day forward When he performed a feat They locked him away
And wouldn't let him eat.
Every day Harry worked,
He slaved and he toiled
Scrubbing the floors
And pots that were soiled.
Then suddenly it happened Before his birthday Hundreds of letters Were coming his way.
Vernon turned purple And shouted, “Enough! I promised we would Put an end to this stuff!"
"They'll never find us, They'll leave us alone! "He packed up and headed For places unknown.
They first tried a hotel But they were found there. Soon Vernon and Petunia Were pulling their hair.
Vernon's face brightened All lit up in glee, Petunia, we're headed Out into the sea!"
So they found an old shack Where they settled the night Confident that everything Would at last be all right.
A/N: Thank you to my beta Arnel.