Bloods and Cripes: A childrens tale

Tall hats live on the east

Short hats live on the west

They both play with figurines

But who plays with them the best?

 

Tall hats believe in warfare

short hats believe in house

Sometimes their loud as stereos

Yet mostly their quiet as a mouse

 

They collide in battle in the north

Where they each go on occasions

plagued with different beliefs

They struggle to give each other abrasions

 

The lesson here is somewhat old

Yet new still to some

It shouldn't matter if you play with pots and pans

Or make believe you're holding a gun

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