"Sebastian!" I call out to my Butler in black
"What is it, my lord?" he replies back
"I want something sweet," I said plainly
"My lord, it wouldn't be wise to spoil your appetite," he says lamely
"I don't care!" I say, irritated
"Make do with some hot chocolate, tree nuts to accompany it," that did it
"wHeRE's tHe cReAm?!"
"Please make do with this, young master," I heard him annoyingly plead
I simply glared up at the tall, skinny bastard I call my butler
I swear, sometimes I want to drown him in water
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PoetryFunny, sad, angry, serious, happy; you name it. I'll write a poem with that exact emotion. Hell, I'll even do sappy About who? Your choice too Sebastian Micheallis, Ciel Phantomhive? Can't leave Tamaki Suoh behind! I'm better at the rhyming poems...
