by Violet Moon
A poem that may or may not be based on the Black Butler anime.
To meet its end, little friend, falling to the ground.
It finds itself alone, surrounded by its friends whose
lives already have been grown.
To make the little prince happy on his throne.
Little prince, little prince, see the snow spiral down.
On your head, on your crown, see the snow spiral down.
And when all is said and done,
little prince you may have a little fun.
See the snow spiral down, little prince, on your crown.