In Wylie's realm, where magic abounds bright, A Potterhead's delight, carved just right.
Ninety-four hours, with love and care,
For fans of Hogwarts, beyond compare.
From Gryffindor's bravery to Slytherin's wit, Each house represented, bit by bit.
A Death Eater's grimace, a wizard's spell, In resin and rhyme, my craft I tell.
A one-man show, with just one mold,
A low run indeed, I'm not too bold.
Hand-painted, signed, and numbered with glee, By my hands alone, for you to see.
So if Potter's world holds magic for you, These skulls are special, through and through.
A whimsical creation, from me to thee,
In Wylie's workshop, where dreams run free.