letra de the boy who lived - moaning myrtles
mr. and mrs. dursley, of number four, privet drive, were
proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you
very much. they were the last people you’d expect to be
involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they
just didn’t hold with such nonsense.
mr. dursley was the director of a firm called grunnings,
which made drills. he was a big, beefy man with hardly
any neck, although he did have a very large mustache.
mrs. dursley was thin and blonde and had nearly twice the
usual amount of neck, which came in very useful as she
spent so much of her time craning over garden fences,
spying on the neighbors. the dursleys had a small son
called dudley and in their opinion there was no finer boy
anywhere.
the dursleys had everything they wanted, but they also
had a secret, and their greatest fear was that somebody
would discover it.
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