I thought one day as I hated
My neighbor
He held the white flag but I would
Never surrender
It started with snowballs
And ended with rocks
How I hate my neighbor
I hate him a lot
The white flag still stand
A symbol of peace
That neighbor of mine
Ruined my feast
The war between us has ended
Because of what he got
Handed
The white flag still stands but no
Neighbor to be hated is holding
That symbol of peace
Instead it is just beneath my feast
He ruined in the
First place
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