One, two, three, four,
catchy rhythm I adore.
Two, four, six, eight,
I simply like to demonstrate.
Eight, six, four, two,
childish write I sometimes do.
four, three, two and one,
just like that, a poem done.
© 2013 L.K.Sorrows
Little King of Sorrows
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