7

"... how many Sevens to make a Square..."

he penned an easy question

as the Six is a dare...



" ... Act 3..."



You can test the rest...

But I can play "There"



So I answered "write back"

and took a feather from my hair...



I made a quick circle

and took it through a cube

I wasn't sure you'd see

so I doubled tapped two...

and then

"... you rang? ..."

said a Cedar through the tube...

Q. Are you secret? 

I... asked with care

" four 1000 and 1
years ... until you could hear..."
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