This is a poem about Yao comma Ling,
Who came from the eastern country on Xing,
He searched with much strife,
To prolong his life,
And a song about Greed he did sing
There once was a boy named Edward Elric,
Whose decorating tastes made others quite sick,
Dragon-like stallions,
And serpent battalions,
Were all in his bag of strange tricks
Here is a story of Riza Hawkeye,
Who can hit far-off targets without having to try,
Now don't get me wrong,
She is very strong,
And could prob'ly make little kids cry
We shall end the night with a man name of Hughes,
Who has sadly entered an eternal snooze,
His death made us cry,
He was a really great guy,
His smile he never could lose