They thought him a murderer,
They they thought him insane,
Yes they thought He'd lost his brain.
But that wasn't true,
He wasn't after Potter,
That wasn't the real matter.
So he had to go into hiding,
Even if he knew that wasn't fair,
And it was Buckbeak he was riding.
He always gave great advice,
Told Harry to keep his nose clean,
Even if he, Himself, Wouldn't have done that in his wildest dream!
And when the time had come again,
To prove that Sirius was innocent,
A terrible tragedy occured,
A terrible accident.
Now he's dead,
He left our hearts empty,
But, remember,Sirius tought us plenty!
So all we can say now Sirius,
Is thank you for everything,
You were a loyal friend, firm and true,
Sirius we will miss you! |
