One is the number
That’s the top of the top
But also the last one
Before you blast off
Two is company
So they say
And what it takes
To tango away
Three is the number
That makes a crowd
And the strikes you have
When they call you out
Four in Gettysburg
Got paired up with score
And also with “Final”
On the basketball floor
Five are the fingers
We count on one hand
And the number of senses
Psychics claim to expand
Six is the number
Half a dozen in a pack
And the sides ‘round a cube
Counted front to the back
Seven are the days
Comprising a week
And the number of little guys
Snow White did seek
Eight is enough
Some people will claim
And the legs of an octopus
Add up to the same
Nine are the planets
If Pluto you include
And the lives with which
A cat is imbued
Ten pins make up
A bowling pin set
And the collection of fingers
And toes that you get
I could continue this verse
But my heart isn’t in it
Cuz my time for writing it
Is not infinite
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