BZB: For all you Zatch's Bell lovers please do not read this, but if you hate the character Zatch, then go ahead and read this. It is a very short poem of how Zatch dies. Please do not flame me because you want to persuade me to love Zatch's Bell. Anyway enjoy this for all you haters and April Fools Day!
Zatch was running through a meadow, trying to hide his glee;
He was being chased by a bee.
He kept looking over his shoulder and did not see what was in front of him.
It was twilight and the light was dim.
He did not see the cliff.
Bye, Bye Zatch.