Twenty’s a number, that’s a score,
Nineteen’s a number, of lovely hope,
Eighteen’s a number, twice the pain,
Seventeen’s a number, with all to gain,
Sixteen’s a number, that’s hardly sweet,
Fifteen’s a number, of innocent heat,
Fourteen’s a number, not twice the same,
Thirteen’s a number, when am luckily sane,
Twelve’s a number, the day I am at forever,
Eleven’s a number, we want to be a teenager,
Ten’s a number, surrounded by painful guilt,
Nine’s a number, marred in identity misfit,
Eight’s a number, even music listens to,
Seven’s a number, for the powerful,
Six’s a number, of twos and threes,
Five’s a number, man can’t seize,
Four’s a number, a pair of pairs,
Three’s a number, never fair,
Two’s a number, meant to be,
One is the number, the world won’t see…
-Shravan “Howling Mad” Santosh
PS: This is food for thought. If you have attacks of nostalgia, then you’re most welcome.
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