ShaCha asked, and ShaCha recieved. She liked the first one and requested a second one, so here you go. -snuggle- Enjoy!

Little toy soldiers standing in a row.

Oh, the grand old Duke of York, he had ten thousand men, he marched them up to the top of the hill, and he marched them down again.

FBI. CIA. Japan's police, American police. Country leaders. Mello, Matt, L. Up and down, back and forth.

The soldiers marched.

Humpty Dumpt sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpt had a great fall.

Light was still on top, but Near was closing in. He knew that, he could see it. Taste it. Light would fall soon, and when he fell, he was lost.

All the king's horses, and all the king's men couldn't put Humpty together again

Kira killed L. That was fact. Light was Kira. This was obvious.

Who killed Cock Robin? I, said the Sparrow, with my bow and arrow, I killed Cock Robin.

The Task Force had seen him die in Light's arms.

Who saw him die? I, said the Fly, with my little eye, I saw him die.

Then there was Mello. Mello, ever the rash one. And Matt, his ever faithful friend, always there and ready to die for Mello even if Mello wasn't ready to die for him. But Mello was that day, and the bells rang for them both when the church went up in flames. And out of three, only Near was left.

The lion and the unicorn were fighting for the crown; the lion beat the unicorn all around the town.

And so Near sat with his little toy soldiers.

And his soldiers marched.

When they were up they were up; and when they were down they were down, and when they were only halfway up, they were neither up nor down.