A/N: I got quite a few positive remarks about my last work, so I decided to post this one. I wrote this about a year ago.
A boy will be born,
On a fall morn',
And power shall course through his hair.
He shall not care,
'Bout school, but fun,
And all day he shall play under the Sun.
He shall not be run-of-the-mill,
But bend Reality to his will,
And he shall fly to the Stars,
And go to Mars,
Bring snow to life,
And cause much strife.
He shall solve a crime,
Travel through time,
Explore a planet,
Then save a planet,
Never lose his cool,
All while at school.
And when he comes home each day,
He and his Tiger play,
And lest the boy finds a better other,
The Boy and his Tiger shall never leave each other.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed it. As always, constructive criticism only please.