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3-6-9 Hors D'Oeuvres
3's a crowd
A triplet,
trio loud
6 is a pair of three's
It's half a dozen eggs
A sextet strums to please
'tis the sixth planet, Saturn
Biggest score thrown on die
Perfect number pattern
3 plus 6, and 3 times 3 is 9
Months mum must wait for bub to be born
Number of lives enjoyed by cat, kind
Pluto's buddy out beyond Neptune
Riding on cloud nine, to the nines dressed
Stitched in time to save nine rags be strewn
In your possession, its nine tenths yours
A cat-o'-nine-tails metes a flogging
There it's done, 3-6-9 hors d'oeuvres
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