Literature
Stein Poem
Grey hair, silver bolt, scientist called crazy
They call Me Dr.Stein, though my memories getting hazy
Glasses shine in the gleam of light
My madness runs through the night
Spirit, Marie, Maka, Soul people I know so well
Blackstar, Tsubaki, kid and Patty are only a few more to tell
Dissection is my hobby, from open to stitched, its all fun and games
No numbing, no meds, just enjoy all the pains
My stitches show love for what I do
But just watch out, I may dissect you