Rhyming with Counting

One, Two
A shoe

Three, Four
I walked into a door

Five, Six
I like to eat sticks

Seven, Eight
I'm full of hate

Nine, Ten
My name is not Ben

Ten, Nine
I'm far from fine

Eight, Seven
I came from hell not heaven

Six, Five
Don't punch a beehive

Four, Three
I saw someone kiss a tree

Two, One
No more son, he is done 'cause I have a gun
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September 7, 2026 at 8:22 AM
I've really been enjoying your poem and the emotions and imagery were so vivid that i could easily picture them as beautiful illustration. I'm a commission-based manga/webtoon artist, and I'd love to help bring your story to life if you're ever interested. Feel free to reach out at gm@il : akiracomicart2@ or on inst@ akiraa_artly
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