“Come share a drink with me,” said he.
“I don’t mind if I do,” said me,
And followed him where he led me.
“Where go we?” said I.
“To a secret place, where no one might spy.”
I wondered why.
The reason soon was revealed,
As his disguise off he peeled.
I gasped in horror, “You’re the bad-bad Boggart Man!”
He laughed. “Gotcha! Catch as catch can.”