One’s a story
Twos are three
Four is boring
Five is free
Six is cake and Seven’s hungry
Eight ate through the parlor door
Nine is not some lonely nothing
No, it’s much much very more
Ten’s a treasure
Eleven sits
Wearing Nine’s old oven mitts
Twelve is late
But Thirteen’s here
And fourteen brings us Easter cheer
Fifteen’s jealous of Eleven
Sixteen stole Four’s tasty bread
Seventeen, Eighteen, Nineteen, and Twenty
Went and slept in Seven’s bed
24 July 2006
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genius ^^
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