Here is a poem dedicated to Maes Hughes for loving his daughter and working so hard at his desk job. And I'm all so new to Fan Fiction and not a great poet yet but hay I'm happy to hear your criticism that will hurt my feeling but will tell the truth.

(Disclaimer: I don't own any characters of FMA)

I love my daughter

For I am her Father

I work behind a desk

Now just a big mess

Sheska helps thanks to Ed

But I will always remember what he said

Lieutenant Havoc will remain in strife

Until Mustang gets a WIFE!

I read through the books to find an a familiar name

Jolene Douglas, she has come and came

But that's the name of the Fuher Secretary.

I go to confront her with a smirk on my face

She continues to walk with an innocent pace

" Nice Tatoo you got there"

While Lieutenant Ross runs down having a gun warfare

I manage to make it to a phone.

But all I get is a busy phone tone

Finally I reveal the flaw on Ross

When suddenly my blade and her cross

She lies there died on the ground

When I hear something get up I turn around

Its my wife with a gun

Now the time has come

Done, and that was terrible for making it up in 5 minutes, but please review