Three is the Loneliest Number
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For BiteSize No104 Poetry Contest sponsored by Line Gauthier
Once, a lonely number three
sat forlornly on my knee.
In his eyes, I saw despair
as he was sitting there.
"You needn't sniffle, cry or pout.
I too have been the odd man out."
Copyright © David Crandall | Year Posted 2025
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