Threes

I think that I shall never see A number lovely as a three A three who oddly touches two Against the number’s even view A three that looks at four all day And to the seven far away A three that you could never share Unless two friends you truly care Upon whose sum now waits the nine Or maybe six in double time Math that’s hard for fools like me At least know one plus one plus one makes three 12/22/20 A parody of the poem Trees by Joyce Kilmer Written for The Parody of a Famous Poem Poetry Contest Sponsored by: L Milton Hankins