(to start no I do not own kingdom hearts)
A short poem about our shadowy friends the heartless
Soulless tango, the dance of darkness.
The music starts, we strike a pose.
It's time to dance again.
To choose our partners from the timid crowd,
And dance their final dance.
We win their hearts with cunning moves,
our lithe and agile frames.
To give a show they won't forget,
At least until we dance again.
But woe oh woe are we.
Never can we dance with a beauty,
More than a single song.
For after that,
They change their tune.
The go and pick their own.
Ha! We need no song, we need no band.
Not even formal dress.
This is a dance all can join,
We hold it every night.
Yet no one wants to come and play.
So shy they seem.
But fret not little wallflowers,
We shall come to you!
Our show goes everywhere and anywhere,
And admissions always free.
Discard cares, and worries all,
You'll have none when were through.
To out on shadowed garb and play all day,
And dance away the night.
And find more playmates as we go.