No, seriously man, color war

*in a sing-song voice*


Two teams,
Peace and love,
I was on the team,
that didn't have fun,
Team Shalom, as it was called,
had about the same amount of achdus,
as a soggy old pond,
We fought and bickered,
and didn't get along,
while the other team, ahava,
worked well all night long,
I wasn't there,
at the sleepover that night,
but I was told by my friends,
it gave them quite a fright,
points were taken away,
for things that were lost,
and post-it-notes not turned in,
definatly cost us,
Instead of the achdus,
our teachers invisioned,
people spoke lashon hora,
about other's decisions,
while many tried hard,
to practice our songs,
others went off and grumbled,
our team didn't get along,
finally the war was over,
results came in,
when Shalom lost,
even more complaints were brought in,
the judges favored ahava,
they did say,
but really they were all just sour,
for they didn't get their way,
I went home,
with a happy heart,
I didn't know who won,
for my hearing had stopped,
It was a tragic day,
when my eardrums blew,
I was trying to eat lunch,
while my teamates screamed all the way through,
all in all,
I'm glad it's over,
because right now,
my head is killing me.


PS: my ears are fine, I know you were worried.