Hiro's bullied to his own head.
He's forced to buy anyone's bread.
He'll listen to something you've said.
His face would not even get red.
Then he'd claimed the Excalibur.
That time, he'd walk like a good sir,
Like nothing harmful would matter-
No one would dare touch him ever.
He'd been feeble since his old birth.
Then with Seiken, he's changed his worth.
He claimed it's his very rebirth.
And that's why he'd remained with mirth.
He's back to where he makes one pleased,
Where he would make nobody pissed;
Because his fame suddenly ceased,
All because Excalibur sneezed.