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.
