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Here's a song I wrote. (I can't post the We three kings song yet.)

Roy Mustang the snowman: Me

Roy Mustang, the snowman, was a angry and bitter soul,
With a sweet jacket and a odd nose, and a soul of coal,
Roy Mustang is an alchemist they say,
he's made of snow, but we all know,
how he came to life one day.

There must have been some magic in those old silk gloves they found,
for when they placed them on his hands, he began to walk around.
Oh, Roy Mustang the snowman,
was alive as he could be,
and they all say he couldn't laugh or play, unlike you and me.

Flickitty flick flick,
Flickitty flick flick,
Look at him flame.
Flickitty flick flick,
Flickitty flick flick,
melting the hills of snow.

Roy Mustang the snowman knew
it was gonna rain,
So he said, "Da** rain.
Let's have some fun,
before I fizzle out."

Down to central,
with his gloves on his hands,
Flaming here and there,
all around the square,
saying catch me if you can.
He led them down the streets down of town,
right to a escaped convict,
he only paused a moment when he
was barbecued.
For Roy Mustang the snowman,
had to go back to central,
But he flipped them off saying,
"Don't you cry, he went
to hell anyway".
Flickitty flick flick,
Flickitty flick flick,
Look at Roy go.
Flickitty flick flick,
Flickitty flick flick
melting the hills of snow.

(Am I crazy?) rofl

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