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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1946355

Poem about counting and numbers 2009

Lincoln licking the folds
Five from one forms none
Even if it came after
Four from tenuous
Timid as tens teamed, teasing
To throw a three free
From the hungry mouths of nine
Double time now, twofold
Eight chews then swallows the twos
While one dreams of seventh heaven
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