DOBBY
Freedom, sweet freedom,
I found in a form of a sock.
Master was tricked, it was quite a shock.
Freedom, sweet freedom,
though life is great now, it still is not fine.
No one wants a house elf that has demands like mine.
Freedom, sweet freedom,
An old man was so kind.
He gave me a job and pay and time off to unwind.
(Jessica Pfeiffer)
Subject | 1.2 × 2.9 cm, Aquarell |
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Paper | 300g Water Color Paper |
Dimensions | 20 × 20 cm |