the end my friend

put on my ruby slippers when you lay me out

place my elder wand in my right hand

as my nimbus 2000 leans against my glass casket

at my wake enjoy half cups of tea with sweet cakes

think only happy thoughts of my most magical life

my rings long gone have taken my sadness with them

always needing a bigger boat I have managed quite well

know the force is still with me and the odds in my favor

I will miss you all dearly but remember

there’s no place like home