Diagon Alley

In the London marketplace,
if you're not a muggle ;
To locate the Leaky Cauldron,
you won't have to struggle.
Tom the innkeeper
and his dingy, crowded pub.
For wizards, witches, hogs and vampires,
It is a common hub.
Pumpkin juice, butterbeer, firewhisky,
take your picks.
Then go to the backyard
and tap the bricks.
Sit back and
watch them unravel,
a gateway to a magical place
that has things to make you marvel.
The apothecary for all
your potion needs.
Beetle eyes and lizard tongues,
stuff that gives you the creeps.
Eeylops owl emporium
with barn, tawn, black and snowy owls
and cages and nuts
for these wise and useful fowls.
Quality Quidditch Supplies,
with all the latest things;
Brooms, safety equipment,
bludgers, quaffles and snitches with wings.
Flourish and Blotts'
for all your bookish needs,
stacked with leather- bound pages,
a haven for someone who loves to read.
Florean Fortescue's
Ice- Cream parlour,
Sitting in the sunshine
and eating with ardour.
Madame Malkin's Robes,
both casual and formal.
Tucked with pins,
till their size is normal.
The Menagerie,
with plentiful cats.
Owls and toads,
and skipping rats.
The great Gringotts,
with its columns tall and white.
It's golden treasure guarded by goblins
speaks of the wizarding banks' might.
Tap the bricks
and to the inn again,
where you fill your stomach
till you can't eat another grain.