Zero is the newest number after googol
The distance between them is astronomical
One has been more popular since one and only
God was validated like a Jovian storm
Two’s next unlike the death of the language foogol
Duo duet dyad couple of gnomical
lovers pairing everything not to be lonely
Life prefers two to one the rest being lukewarm
Three’s for trinity also a crowd so no goal
Four seasons sometimes just two economical
Five fingers or toes per limb often gone pronely
facing the magnificent ten like a lifeform
Twelve months a score of bucks and forty days and nights
have given way to K million billion tight bytes
coated on tiny squares of bits zeroes and ones
unfit to sustain concept or truth facing suns
Come on the poet cried where is my typing gun
I must have left it beneath someone as a pun
Poets can use ink and blood as long as the buck
refuses to stop before midnight or a fuck
About the Creator
Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.
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