From far away one can see
the similarities these two believe
One green, One blue
the beautiful harmony they produce
When black and white turn gray
green and blue will go astray
A terrible influence he is
something is stirring amidst
From friends to foe
these two will exchange blows
The victor will be none but one
trees will cry and the stones will run
If this was a competition of math
all shapes and forms will be halved
The marble will roll and roll
no longer able to sustain growth
The loser of this game
will be put to shame
Punched in the guts, not once but twice
and the pain washed away; just to be precise.
