Dementors feeding on my soul
A black fiendish ghoul
All the nightmares flow
Till I see a wand glow
(Expecto Patronum!)
A blue misty mare
shot out of nowhere.
The Abraxen winged horse
Hit with such force
It made the dementors flee
The horse still galloped with glee
It galloped and neighed
While the nightmares did fade
Till it faded into the misty night
After giving such a hard fight