A/N

This poem was came to mind after watching Rooster Teeth's PSA for Valentine's Day. I'm not a fan of ChurchxCaboose, granted that it mostly seems to result in slash in such fics, but still, I couldn't help but appreciate Caboose's mindset. However, it's also worth mentioning that the poem's form is based loosely on Blood Gulch Blues. And yes, there's no way Caboose would be able to write a poem even as simple as this. Maybe whatever he's building in the base helped him...


Valhalla Blues

Roses are red,

And violets are blue.

Like on Valentine's Day,

Where it was just me and you.

...

Whenever I started,

You'd go on a cruise.

While I pined for Sheila,

And then took a snooze.

...

When the Reds attacked,

I thus quaked in fear.

But even with nine toes,

I still held you dear.

...

Yet back with the Meta,

I left you for dead.

Seeing your shell on the ground,

I was filled with dread.

...

But then came the emp,

And I drove through death's door.

Sailing through air,

Seeing Valhalla once more.

...

I waited and waited,

For your voice to rend,

My futile desire,

For a robotic friend.

...

Yet still in this valley,

I dwell alone.

Mocked by the Reds,

When I stray far from home.

...

And while I feel,

That this will make you lurch.

I just want you to know,

I do miss you Church.