Disclaimer: Still not mine.

A/N: I apologize, but I just CANNOT write that chapter in Spitfire. I'm about half-way done with it, but I honestly cannot finish it. I am working on it though, and expect to have it up by next week. SO SORRY! But in the meantime, here's some more stupid poems. Winry, as requested.

Winry's poem

I love shiny wrenches!

And sitting all day on oily workbenches!

Screwdrivers!

Nuts!

Bolts!

I can't get enough of mechanics!

I'll never tire of these antics!

Oil!

Grease!

Metal!

It's all so shiny!

It's all so fine-E!

Pulleys!

Wires!

Hammers!

Anything metallic!

Anything bright and slick!

I just love it all!

EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH!

Huh? No, I'm not crazy.

I'm just being me!

A/N: Yep. I hate Winry. I'm sorry. She just annoys me. But I love my reviewers. So, anything in the name of reviewers!