Disclamer: Naruto is the work Masashi Kishimoto. It is not mine. This is merely a fanfiction and as such it is not to be used for profit or gain of any kind. Let me repeat: It is not mine. Do not sue.

Authors Note: Sorry if it's bad. I've never been much of a poet, but when inspiration strikes who am I to argue. Once more please forgive me; I have much yet to learn.

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Snakes slither down from heaven

Toads hop up from hell

Snakes soothe the fires

So that none may see their eyes

While toads

Would burn to see

Snakes run far from Eden

Toads die upon its walls

Their blood

An Alamo for those who meet not

The Reaper in chasing a dream

Snakes

On beds of silk they lie

Amidst dreams

Of battle and days

Which cry with

Blood

Toads bleed in trenches

Dreaming of a day

When earth

Is not painted red

Snakes slither down from heaven

Toads hop up from hell

Such are the lives

Of Snakes and Toads