This is a very short poem I wrote a while back about Spain and Romano from Hetalia.
It'svery silly and not very well written, but here you go!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, if I did all my ship dreams would come true. 3
One day I talked
to Spain, can't remember
what about. But he made me
upset-and I began to pout.
Then he began to chuckle and
my cheeks turned bright red. That is
when he turned to me, opened
his mouth and said:
'Oh, mi poco tomate,
you look so very cute~!'
My cheeks puffed up
in anger, and I lifted my
tiny boot.
I kicked him there
I kicked him there,
Where it would really hurt-
Then I yelled loudly, and I was
quite curt:
'Don't you dare speak
anymore! Or I'll kick you
again, and you'll be very sore!'
He slumped, then fell to
the floor, I shook my head and
walked out the door.
I'm sure he won't call me
'tomate' anymore.
The end.
I know it's not that great, but if you want, rate and review.
:)
-Hope