A/N: Damn. I'm supposed to devote November for NaNoWriMo so why do I ended up writing RoyEd? Well, it's only a poem so… it's okay I guess? It's really late and I'm really tired so… yeah.
There was a man called Roy
who was not at all coy
And he knew a boy called Ed
who loved every single bed
Except for Roy's
which he found sad
but he knew to suggest it
would make Ed very mad
Roy wished he could take Ed out for dinner
and oh, with his leather pants he'd look like such a sinner
Roy wouldn't even mention the world 'milk'
and later on he'd find out if Ed's hair really felt like silk
Ed really needed to be cherished
and Roy was certain his love would never be perished
So why was it so?
Every time Roy decided to give it a go
He opened his mouth to say
'hey, why won't you stay?'
All that came out was:
'Fullmetal… see you tomorrow'
and for the rest of the night
he drowned in sorrow
For it was rather lonely in his bed
because there was no Ed