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Don't cry for Neville 'cause his parents ain't dead They're in a ward at Mungo's And they're out of their heads Tortured by a Death Eater till they went mad Pretty near killed 'em, but it wasn't so bad They lay around in bed and all they do is drool But it ain't common knowledge At the Hogwarts school Neville's sort of clumsy and pretty much a dork You could call him beefy, but he's more of a porker Still he's all right for such a wide load Ya gotta love a guy who packs around a toad He lives with his grandma she keeps him well fed But don't cry for Neville 'cause his parents ain't dead So maybe he can't play ball with his dad Mommy doesn't tuck him in - what a bummer, so sad They call him Longbottom, and that would be the pits But he's shaped in a way that makes the name fit Before they went nuts, his parents were great They hunted Death Eaters and that's how they met their fate Now they're bedridden where they poop in their pants And fertilize themselves like a couple of plants That's why herbology is the place he gets his cred So don't cry for Neville 'cause his parents aren't dead From Letras Mania