I still don't own Hetalia. Woe is me.
Here's one featuring France and UK.
A Limey Frog
France:
Hey Angleterre, come here for a bit.
I've got something to show you—and you must admit
It's so very lovely.
Come here, and look closely!
At that beautiful mademoiselle's tit—
England:
France, Froggy moron, I don't want to see!
What in the world are you doing to me?
I'm a gentleman, proper,
Not some weird panty robber!
Go away, can you please leave me be?
France:
Oho, stupid Limey, I have realized this:
The charms of les femmes, you are quick to dismiss.
So I therefore conclude
That if you're not a prude,
Then les hommes charms instead bring you bliss!
England:
What the hell, drunken idiot, BLOODY HELL, I must say
What possessed you to think that I, England, am gay?
Wine has addled your brain,
You are so damn profane.
Do you want to be turned into Bonnefoy fillet?
France:
Look who's talking, drunk sod-with your pint full of beer
You'd think all that alcohol would give you good cheer
But no, you're depressing.
To hell with this; I'm undressing.
Go ahead, at my sexy self, leer (coz you're queer!)
England:
I am not homosexual, you damn bloody frog!
Why I'll tear you a new one and throw you in the bog!
I am angry at you;
See, my brow's furrowed too.
I'm not gay, damn you, stupid French dog!
Sweden:
What is wrong with being gay, oh good Mister UK?
And Sir France why are you stark naked I say?
No more booze for you two
Now begone! Off with you.
I am closing this bar early today.
France and England:
Sweden indeed is so very damn scary.
Let us leave with much haste, and of course we'll be wary
Don't insult him and Finland
Their romance is indeed grand…
He's still staring? Oh fuck, this'll get hairy!
Sweden:
Finally those two stinking idiots are gone.
I swear those two only share one small neuron!
Now dear Finland, come near;
Come, my wife, sit right here,
And we shall make sweet love 'til the dawn.
Finland:
*cowers*
Hurrah for Sweden and Finland cameos! Gotta love Sweden and his scary stare. XD