Nowaki and Hiro-san

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Nowaki is sweet

And Hiro is too

On the inside, deep down, that is

If you told him that,

He'd throw a book at you

Yes he's been known to throw chalk

At his students for chatting during quizzes

Hiro the spitfire

Nowaki the giant

Kussama never freaks out

unless the situation is dire

On the other hand, Professor Kamijou

Is a little bit of a tyrant

For Nowaki, if there's one thing

That never gets old,

It's when his little Hiro rolls over and mumbles

"Nowaki? I'm cold."

This is a sonnet that my friend wrote and wanted me to post. In case you don't know, a sonnet is a poem where the first few lines are every other line rhymes. The last four lines are their own rhyming scheme. I don't own any of these characters, and this is written for entertainment purposes only.