A Song of Three - Favorite

I sing a song of three. There’s Larry, Curly, Moe; the Ego and the Id and the Super Ego. Three Kings of the Orient are known as three wise men. Showing up at Christmas too in song are three French hens. Rock, paper, scissors - three gestures with the hand; tricycles; three-legged races - things of kiddie land. Three little kittens; three blind mice; three were the billy goats gruff. three bags of wool; three little pigs; three bears for Goldilocks were more than enough. Being three sheets to the wind won’t be very good if a 3-ring circus becomes your neighborhood. But three are the Amigos and three the Muskateers. Charlie had three Angels - they were TV dears! Huey, Dewey, Louie; Kirk, Spock and McCoy; Peter, Paul, and Mary I sure did enjoy! Three were Cream, ZZ Top, Rush and Motorhead, Diana Ross with her Supremes (but not the Grateful Dead). Three’s Company, but three’s a crowd! Three strikes you’re out: a yard’s three feet. Three-piece suits and Hanson Brothers. Girls think those are sweet! Ice cream Neapolitan comes in flavors three. So does three-cheese pizza or a sandwich BLT. Three-leaf clovers do abound though luckier are four. Yellow, red and blue when mixed make three colors more. Three things evil not to do are to hear, to speak and see. Holy is the number three when it’s the Trinity. Splendid are the trilogies like Lord of the Rings. Clearly you can see by now, in threes there come good things. Feb. 13, 2021 For the 3 Poetry Contest of Anthony Biaanco Now for L Milton Hankins' YOUR PERSONAL FAVORITE, NO. 2 Poetry Contest